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Senorita (italian.white.label.funky.dance.remix)

Ladies and gentlemen

It's my pleasure to introduce to you

He's a friend of mineYes, yes I amAnd he goes by the name

JustinAll the way

From Memphis, Tennessee

And he's got somethin' special for y'all tonight

He's gonna sing a song for y'all

About this girlCome in right here?Yeah, come onOn that sunny day

Didn't know I'd meet

Such a beautiful girl

Walking down the street

Seen those bright brown eyes

With tears coming down

She deserves a crown

But where is it now

Mamma listenSenorita, I feel for you

You deal with things, that you don't have to

He doesn't love ya, I can tell by his charm

But you could feel this real love

If you just lay in myRunning fast in my mind

Girl don't you slow it down

If we carry on this way

This thing might leave the ground

How would you like to fly?

That's how my queen should arrive

But you still deserve the crown

Or hasn't it been found?

Mamma listenSenorita, I feel for you

(Feel for you)

You deal with things, that you don't have to

(No, no)

He doesn't love ya, I can tell by his charm

(He don't love ya baby)

But you could feel this real love

(Feel it)

If you just lay in myAh, ah, arms

(Won't you lay in my)

Ah, ah, arms

(Mama lay in my)

Ah, ah, arms

(Baby won't you lay in my)

Ah, ah, armsWhen I look into your eyes

I see something that money can't buy

And I know if you give us a try

I'll work hard for you girl

And no longer will you ever have to crySenorita, I feel for you

You deal with things, that you don't have to

(Deal with things you don't have to)

He doesn't love ya, I can tell by his charm

(No, no)

But you could feel this real love

(Feel it)

If you just lay in myAh, ah, arms

(Whoa)

Ah, ah, arms

(My baby)

Ah, ah, arms

(Oh, yea)

Ah, ah, armsWhen I look into your eyes

I see something that money can't buy

And I know if you give us a try

I'll work hard for you girl

You won't ever cryNow listen

I wanna try somethin' right now

See they don't do this anymore

I'm a sing something

And I want the guys to sing wit' me

They go

"It feels like something's heating up, can I leave with you?"

And then the ladies go

"I don't know what I'm thinking bout, really leaving with you"Guys sing

It feels like something's heating up, can I leave with you?

And ladies

I don't know what I'm thinking bout, really leaving with you

Feels good don't it, come on

It feels like something's heating up, can I leave with you?

Yea, ladies

I don't know what I'm thinking bout, really leaving with you

Show the good to meSing it one more time

It feels like something's heating up, can I leave with you?

Ladies

I don't know what I'm thinking bout, really leaving with you

Yea, yea

It feels like something's heating up, can I leave with you?

Ladies

I don't know what I'm thinking bout, really leaving with youGentlemen, good night

Ladies, good morning

That's it

Songwriters

Hugo, Chad / Williams, Pharrell L / Timberlake, JustinPublished by

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