Out Of Control Lyrics - She Wants Revenge - She Wants Revenge

With her high heel against the wall 

Kind of dancing, though not at all 

She had stockings running up to her thighs 

Snaps her fingers to keep the time 

From the back of the room I saw her there 

I said she wants to be alone and I shouldn't dare 

But then she noticed me glance at her 

I had no choice but to dance with her 

The lights that move sideways and up and down 

The beat takes you over and spins you round 

Our hearts steady-beating, the sweat turns to cold 

We're slaves to the DJ and out of control 

I watched her feet move, her hips they sway 

Does a hair flip then starts to say 

Oh, my God, it's my favorite song 

I pull her close and she sings along 

We can't slow down even if we tried 

If the record keeps spinning so will I 

She likes disco and tastes like a tear 

Tells me don't stop dancing and she's pulling me near 

The lights that move sideways and up and down 

The beat takes you over and spins you round 

Our hearts steady-beating, the sweat turns to cold 

We're slaves to the DJ and out of control 

We've got nowhere to go, we've got nothing to prove 

Instead of dancing alone, I should be dancing with you 

This song is turning me on, the beat is doing me in 

Or maybe it's only you, but either way, let's begin 

We've got nowhere to go, we've got nothing to prove 

Instead of dancing alone, I should be dancing with you 

This song is turning me on, the beat is doing me in 

Or maybe it's only you, but either way, let's begin 

We've got nowhere to go, we've got nothing to prove 

Instead of dancing alone, I should be dancing with you 

This song is turning me on, the beat is doing me in 

Or maybe it's only you, but either way, let's begin 

The lights that move sideways and up and down 

The beat takes you over and spins you round 

Our hearts steady-beating, the sweat turns to cold 

We're slaves to the DJ and out of control 

The lights that move sideways and up and down 

The beat takes you over and spins you round 

Our hearts steady-beating, the sweat turns to cold 

We're slaves to the DJ and out of control