Might Not Make It Home Lyrics by Trombone Shorty
Girl, I swear by the way you walk
So consumed in the words you talk
Make my move on you after dark
Is my intention
What’s your name, baby, where you from?
Did I mention I’m available?
I had thoughts of you and me before
A premonition
Fill the night with fire (Fire)
Dance until the moon becomes the sun
Wanna take you higher (Higher)
Dance until the moon becomes the sun
Start it all back over again
Wanna get you high for the night
But you, but you gotta dance, baby
Do ya, do ya dance?
Music, sex and harmony
Said I like what I see
We make good company
We go on and on
Might not make it home
Drive on
I seen fire, girl, I’ve seen rain
Strike my match, baby, on your flame
Blow my mind like a hurricane
The heat is rising
You turn me on
Turn the music up
What you drinkin’ in your liquor cup?
I refill it till the sun come up
You’re hypnotising
Fill the night with fire (Fire)
Dance until the moon becomes the sun
Wanna take you higher (Higher)
Dance until the moon becomes the sun
Start it all back over again
Wanna get you high for the night
But you, but you gotta dance, baby
Do ya, do ya dance?
Music, sex and harmony
Said I like what I see
We make good company
We go on and on
Might not make it home
Drive on
Start it all back over again
Wanna get you high for the night
But you, but you gotta dance, baby
Do ya, do ya dance?
Music, sex and harmony
Said I like what I see
We make good company
We go on and on
Might not make it home
Drive on