Verse 1

You walk in, and the whole room shifts

Heel on the floor with a dangerous twist

I came to play, but you came to win

One little grin and the trouble begins

Pre-Chorus

You say, “Keep up,” I say, “Try me”

Two sparks flying, burning brightly

Chorus

Push it hard, let the whole thing swing

You and me got a reckless kind of rhythm

Push it hard, let the good times bite

Hand in hand, we can turn the night

Verse 2

You take the lead, then I take it back

We make our own rules, no staying on track

A little bit wild, a little precise