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In a sea foam jacket
You roam around the room
With your moves like magic
The party looks at youHow were you invited?
Are you in off the street?
'Cause you smoked up all the weed
Now you're grinding up on meBut I like your sweater
Like how you wear it loose
Looking so much better
Than all the boys in suitsGot a groovy rhythm
But I don't really care
Run my fingers through your hair
Think I found my Fred AstaireTell me what's your name
Boy I like your style
You don't play it safe
So you play it wildI'm so glad you came
Got me all beguiled
You don't know the game

So you play it wildIn your ruby sneakers
We'll leave the party soon
You're a high achiever
You got me on the moonFloating on your rhythm
I think it's almost 3
Now I smoked up all the weed
So you're all that I can seeBoy your moves are poppin'
And everybody knows
That when you start hoppin'
The living room explodesNow the room is swimming
But you don't really care
Ran your fingers through my hair
Now we're skipping down the stairsTell me what's your name
Boy I like your style
You don't play it safe
So you play it wildI'm so glad you came
Got me all beguiled
You don't know the game
So you play it wildBaby tell me how you do it, puffing up your feathers
Unexpected swagger, you could swing me 'round forever
I don't wanna say that I'll be thinking 'bout you always
But I like the freaky dance we're doing in the hallwayTell me what's your name
Boy I like your style
You don't play it safe
So you play it wildI'm so glad you came
Got me all beguiled
You don't know the game
Songwriters
SAMANTHA LEE GONGOL, JEREMY K. LLOYDPublished by
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A Philadelphia electronic pop duo comprised of Jeremy Lloyd (production/songwriting) and Samantha Gongol (vocals/songwriting). The pair’s roots can be traced back as far as a middle school talent show that saw Lloyd - the son of a conductor and an opera singer - hear Gongol sing for the first time. Many a moon down the line, following a stint studying music composition at college for Lloyd while Gongol was cutting her teeth in New York as a songwriter, the pair reunited in the former’s bedroom studio.

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