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Trombone Shorty - Might Not Make It Home Lyrics

Girl, I swear by the way you walk
So consumed in the words you talk
Make my move on you after dark
Is my intention

What’s your name, baby, where you from?
Did I mention I’m available?
I had thoughts of you and me before
A premonition

Fill the night with fire (Fire)
Dance until the moon becomes the sun
Wanna take you higher (Higher)
Dance until the moon becomes the sun

Start it all back over again

Wanna get you high for the night
But you, but you gotta dance, baby
Do ya, do ya dance?
Music, sex and harmony

Said I like what I see
We make good company
We go on and on
Might not make it home
Drive on

I seen fire, girl, I’ve seen rain
Strike my match, baby, on your flame
Blow my mind like a hurricane
The heat is rising

You turn me on
Turn the music up
What you drinkin’ in your liquor cup?
I refill it till the sun come up
You’re hypnotising

Fill the night with fire (Fire)
Dance until the moon becomes the sun
Wanna take you higher (Higher)
Dance until the moon becomes the sun

Start it all back over again

Wanna get you high for the night
But you, but you gotta dance, baby
Do ya, do ya dance?
Music, sex and harmony

Said I like what I see
We make good company
We go on and on
Might not make it home
Drive on

Start it all back over again
Wanna get you high for the night
But you, but you gotta dance, baby
Do ya, do ya dance?
Music, sex and harmony

Said I like what I see
We make good company
We go on and on
Might not make it home
Drive on