Letra de On the Move (feat. Cannons)
I think about it every time that I'm in need of some company (ooh, a little company) A daily grind, a nine-to-five, it's really not gonna work for me (no, no, not gonna work for me)I can feel it, you can feel it, we're both sick of trying Looking out the window, I can see your car outside Grab my phone and wallet and my keys Oh, baby, please won't you come for me (ooh)So let me open the door Feel the fire inside Waiting to meet ya On the move, diving into the groove On the move, in search of something newSo let me open the door Feel the fire inside Waiting to meet ya On the move, diving into the groove On the move, in search of something newI saw the limit and it's 50, but the dashboard's at 63 (ooh, we're going 63) I must admit it, you hit the gas as fast as we hit the street (ooh-oh, you let me hit the street)I can feel it, you can feel it, we're both sick of trying (oh yeah) Looking out the window, I can see your car outside (that's right) Grab my phone and wallet and my keys Oh, baby, please won't you come for me? (ooh)So let me open the door Feel the fire inside Waiting to meet ya On the move, diving into the groove On the move, in search of something newSo let me open the door Feel the fire inside Waiting to meet ya On the move, diving into the groove On the move, in search of something newOn the move, diving into the groove On the move, in search of something new