Slow Dance - Saint Motel

I’m waitin' for that slow dance

So I can feel your arms around me

Wait 'til the music turns to romance

Go tell that DJ that he owes me

(Woo)

Well, they don’t know that much about it

The way that every single day

I could be your best friend

I could be your centerpiece

I could be your soulmate

I could be your everything

Thunderbolts and lightning

Queuing up the symphony

(Barrump, barrump)

You know I’m waitin' for that slow dance (Ah-ah)

So I can feel your arms around me (Ah-ah)

Wait 'til the music turns to romance (Ah-ah)

Go tell that DJ that he owes me, woah, yeah

Hand on my back, panic attack

Pull it together, don’t overreact

Keepin' her close, don’t step on her toes

Leave enough room for the holier ghost

Romance (Ah-ah)

Too slow, but this is how you show me, woah

We could talk for forty hours

We’d end up right back at the start

I could be your best friend

I could be your centerpiece

I could be your soulmate

I could be your everything

Thunderbolts and lightning

Queuing up the symphony

(Barrump, barrump)

You know I’m waitin' for that slow dance (Ah-ah)

So I can feel your arms around me (Ah-ah)

Wait 'til the music turns to romance (Ah-ah)

Go tell that DJ that he owes me, woah, yeah

There’s no doubt about it

It’s something magical

Feeling our surroundings

And time is slowing down for us

You know I’m waitin' for that slow dance (Ah-ah)

So I can feel your arms around me (Ah-ah)

Wait 'til the music turns to romance (Ah-ah)

Go tell that DJ that he owes me, woah, yeah

Hand on my back, panic attack

Pull it together, don’t overreact

Keepin' her close, don’t step on her toes

Leave enough room for the holier ghost

Romance (Ah-ah)

Too slow, but this is how you show me, woah