Chorus:
In the closet, here we go, here we go
In the closet, we loose control
In the closet, take off your top
In the closet, closet, closet, closet
In the closet, there we go, there we go
In the closet, I wanna give you some more
In the closet, baby take off your skirt
In the closet, it’s time for privacy.
Verse 1:
I wanna smack that,
I know you like that
I push the right button,
I don’t need high-tec…
Technology, baby watch and see
I’m a real player,
You don’t need a low battery
I got the tecnic,
Bring you on your knees
You’re a high class mummy,
You’re a poetry
I wanna freak you here,
I wanna freak you there
Girl I wanna freak you outta
This atmosphere.
Bridge:
Touch baby, go!
Squeeze baby, go!
Show me what you got,
I know you wanna scream for more
Crawl baby (ah!)
On the floor dirty (ah!)
I take my time baby,
Let’s get wild.
Verse 2:
Abra kadabra, hokus pokus
See your tight jeans
And I keep on focus
I can’t take my eyes of you,
You’re a dejavu
You got the right spo,
Tell me what you wanna do
Oh, you wanna play (wuha, wuha!)
You scracht my back and say (wuha, wuha!)
We’ve got a lot of options
But no time to waste
Take of your clothes,
Put your hands on the sealing!
Verse 3:
It’s getting hot and here
Now I know that you know
What I mean baby
Oh it’s getting weird
Oh it’s getting so hot
I know you doin it babe
Let’s take it to the top.
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