Practice In the Mirror - Jordan McGraw

Dress doesn’t touch your shoulders

All these lies bringing out your colors

Slime trying to get closer

You got taste, I wanna taste

We’ve been locking eyes from way across the room

More than once or twice

Don’t know how you do all the things that you do

But you do them right

You must practice in the mirror

Picture-perfect, you’re a killer

I would love to get familiar

There’s something 'bout the way you move

You must practice in the mirror, oh, oh, oh

Picture-perfect, you’re a killer, oh, oh, oh

I would love to get familiar, oh, oh, oh

There’s something 'bout the way you move

Stop;

put it in slow motion

You can leave, I’ll go where you’re going

Just keep the body rolling

I love the way, the way you sway

We’ve been locking eyes from way across the room

More than once or twice

Don’t know how you do all the things that you do

But you do them right

You must practice in the mirror

Picture-perfect, you’re a killer

I would love to get familiar

There’s something 'bout the way you move

You must practice in the mirror, oh, oh, oh

Picture-perfect, you’re a killer, oh, oh, oh

I would love to get familiar, oh, oh, oh

There’s something 'bout the way you move

There’s something 'bout you baby

It’s in the way that you move

There’s something 'bout you baby, baby, yeah

There’s something 'bout you baby

It’s in the way that you move

There’s something 'bout you baby

You must practice in the mirror

I would love to get familiar

You must practice in the mirror (There's something 'bout you baby)

Picture-perfect, you’re a killer (There's something, there’s something)

I would love to get familiar (There's something 'bout you baby)

There’s something 'bout the way you move, way you move (Woo)

You must practice in the mirror, oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh

You must practice in the mirror, oh, oh, oh