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She calls me pet names,
And our friends look so confused
Because they don't understand the language that we use
The bottom step of the stairs
Is where we hold each other tight
Cos that's the only place to match our height
Top of the morning and it's 3am
She makes the time fly when we're having a good time
Dancing on the kitchen tiles
We groove around the room,
And jive till we get tired
Dancing on the kitchen tiles
We swing around a little more
We like to stay up late to watch our favourite films
Sometimes we fall asleep before we see the end
We like our showers on a moderate heat
But that's if she leaves enough hot water for me
Top of the morning and it's 4am
She makes the time fly when we're having a good time
It still feels like morning when it's late at night
But she puts the colour inside of my life!
Dancing on the kitchen tiles
We groove around the room,
And jive till we get tired
Dancing on the kitchen tiles
We swing around a little more
Dancing on the kitchen tiles
We groove around the room,
And jive till we get tired
Dancing on the kitchen tiles
We swing around a little more
We swing around a little more
Dancing on the kitchen tiles