Handclap Songtext
von Kidz Bop
Handclap Songtext
Turn it up
Somebody save your soul ′cause you've been singing in the city I know
Too many troubles, all these others got you losing control
You′re like a gin to me, a luxury, my sugar and gold
I want the good life, in this good life you're a hard one to hold
'Cause you don′t even know
I can make your hands clap
Said I can make your hands clap
Somebody save your soul ′cause you've been singing in the city I know
Too many troubles, all these others got you losing control
You′re like a gin to me, a luxury, my sugar and gold
I want your love and attention when I'm seeing you close
′Cause you don't even know
I can make your hands clap
Said I can make your hands clap
Every night when the stars come out
Am I the only living soul around?
Need to believe you could be around
′Cause I'm in need of something good right now
We could be dancing till the sun comes out
And when we stop we'd be the only sound
Get on my knees and say a prayer, James Brown
That I can make your hands clap
That I can make your hands clap
Turn it up
That I can make your hands clap
My mind is searching for the worst and best, don′t ever deny
It′s like a stranger, re-arrange all the wrongs and the rights
Secrets on Broadway, to the freeway, you're a keeper of crimes
Fear no conviction, grapes of wrath can only sweeten our time
But you don′t even know
I can make your hands clap
Said I can make your hands clap
Every night when the stars come out
Am I the only living soul around?
Need to believe you could be around
'Cause I′m in need of something good right now
We could be dancing till the sun comes out
And when we stop we'd be the only sound
Get on my knees and say a prayer, James Brown
That I can make your hands clap
That I can make your hands clap
That I can make your hands clap
That I can make your hands clap
So can I get a hand clap?
Somebody save your soul ′cause you've been singing in the city I know
Too many troubles, all these others got you losing control
You′re like a gin to me, a luxury, my sugar and gold
I want the good life, in this good life you're a hard one to hold
'Cause you don′t even know
I can make your hands clap
Said I can make your hands clap
Somebody save your soul ′cause you've been singing in the city I know
Too many troubles, all these others got you losing control
You′re like a gin to me, a luxury, my sugar and gold
I want your love and attention when I'm seeing you close
′Cause you don't even know
I can make your hands clap
Said I can make your hands clap
Every night when the stars come out
Am I the only living soul around?
Need to believe you could be around
′Cause I'm in need of something good right now
We could be dancing till the sun comes out
And when we stop we'd be the only sound
Get on my knees and say a prayer, James Brown
That I can make your hands clap
That I can make your hands clap
Turn it up
That I can make your hands clap
My mind is searching for the worst and best, don′t ever deny
It′s like a stranger, re-arrange all the wrongs and the rights
Secrets on Broadway, to the freeway, you're a keeper of crimes
Fear no conviction, grapes of wrath can only sweeten our time
But you don′t even know
I can make your hands clap
Said I can make your hands clap
Every night when the stars come out
Am I the only living soul around?
Need to believe you could be around
'Cause I′m in need of something good right now
We could be dancing till the sun comes out
And when we stop we'd be the only sound
Get on my knees and say a prayer, James Brown
That I can make your hands clap
That I can make your hands clap
That I can make your hands clap
That I can make your hands clap
So can I get a hand clap?
Writer(s): Eric Frederic, Noelle Scaggs, Samuel Hollander, Joseph Karnes, John Wicks, Jeremy Ruzumna, Michael Fitzpatrick, James King Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com