Not a Dancer by Emma Lamontagne Lyrics

I’m out of breath
And all we’re doin’ is standing here
I don’t know when it all began
But I don’t want it to end

I never know what to say
Always get in my own way
But I wanna get in your pants
I don’t think I’m thinking straight
Five, six, seven, eight
What do I do with my hands

I’m not a dancer but when I see you
You got my body moving
To the rhythm of the way you look at me
Nothing else can make me move like this
I’m not a dancer but you make me move
Move

No sense of time
Let’s cut the tension and the lights
Come closer, bend my body right
Keep me on my toes all night
You always know what to say
Nothing’s ever throwaway
Cause you wanna get in my pants
I like your vibe I like your face
Five, six, seven, eight
Why are you so good with your hands

I’m not a dancer but when I see you
You got my body moving
To the rhythm of the way you look at me
Nothing else can make me move like this
I’m not a dancer but you make me move
Move
Move
I’m not a dancer but you make me move

I never do this but you got my attention
I never do this but you got my attention
I never do this but you got my attention
Got my attention

I’m not a dancer but when I see you
When I see you

I’m not a dancer but when I see you
You got my body moving
To the rhythm of the way you look at me
Nothing else can make me move like this
I’m not a dancer but you make me move
Move
Move
I’m not a dancer but you make me move