Body Talking Lyrics - Singles - Vincent Dean

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah 

When the loving is right, let your body do the talking 

Red dress, skin tight, you do the samba like a black mamba 

Cats eyes, knock me down, my spit dribble like a blood hound 

Your big booty wiggle, dying to communicate, your double D silicons on prison brake 

Your trembling buns, got rhythms like Motown drums 

You hypnotize me swinging your pendulum 

I feel like I know you, (your booty got swing) 

I feel like I know you from another life 

When the loving is right, let your body do the talking 

When the loving is right, you and me we do the wrestling 

Sweet nectar, sensual fever, let your body do the talking 

When the loving is right, let your body, do the talking 

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah 

Your booty got swing 

Your fingers sealed my lips, climbing hands set out to frisk 

You rip the vest of my chest, now I'm breathing 

hard like on mount Everest 

You must be Isis the Egyptian goddess, my blue 

blooded, belly dancing princess 

Pack your bags, lets run away, I'll be your bodyguard to the rest of my days 

I feel like I know you from another life 

When the loving is right, let your body do the talking 

When the loving is right, you and me we do the wrestling 

Sweet nectar, sensual fever, let your body do the talking 

When the loving is right, let your body, do the talking 

Your body got bounce, oh your body got swing 

Serenades of nightingale birds come to sing 

Your body got bounce, oh your body got swing 

Your kisses sensual whips of jelly fish that sting 

When the loving is right, let your body do the talking