Too Cold To Be Mine

She's cold, red dressed and looking my way
We know, we can dance to the end of the night
And there it goes like

Your eyes are closed and we already know
Well come along then, get ready for the show

Yeah, oh oh
Come on, come on, come on dot it now
Yeah, oh oh
Come on, come on, come on dot it now

She's bold, killing hearts with the tip of her fingers
Don't run, because you're going to be the next victim

Your eyes are closed and we already know
Well come along then, get ready for the show

Yeah, oh oh
Come on, come on, come on dot it now
Yeah, oh oh
Come on, come on, come on dot it now

Music is my invitation
She is my intoxication
Music is my liberation

Yeah, oh oh
Come on, come on, come on dot it now
Yeah, oh oh
Come on, come on, come on dot it now