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We've been becoming the best of friends on nights But only when the timing's right You love the thrill that you've got to hide That you've got someone like me in your Life was easy you had your white fence Front porch and your wedding dress picked out But suddenly things seem different You've got decisions you can't get caught When you get to the dancefloor tell him I sent you Dance slow but up the tempo of his heart That's beating out his chest Oh the irony of success You've been looking at me with half shut eyes From across the bar on college nights Well I'd be yours if you just would try Oh, it's the constant struggle of what's familiar Versus building new relationships That more ofen than not fucks with passion Where's your passion anyways? When you get to the dancefloor tell him I sent you Dance slow but up the tempo of his heart That's beating out his chest Oh the irony of success Songtexte When you get to the dancefloor tell him I sent you Dance slow but up the tempo of his heart That's beating out his chest Oh id love to take off your dress Aus Songtexte Mania