Dynamite — Jamiroquai
Riding the night, riding the night Ain't it cool? Rolling it high, rolling it high Ain't it cool? She's looking hot, she's looking hot In the breeze Flashing those eyes, strutting her stuff Givenchy
Baby wants to ride tonight
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Well, you sure got the look That the good times come for free Baby I'm not expensive But tonight you're taking me You sure got the look When you're rinding next to me Dynamite, dynamite You sure got the look Got to keep you on my hook Pussycat eyes, I'm digging you Girl, you got the look Riding the night You know that she's dynamite, come on Dynamite, dynamite
Don't stop caressing me 'Cos it's ecstasy And I wanna be
Riding the night, riding the night Ain't it cool? Riding the night, riding the night She's no fool (Turn the lights off) Rolling it high, rolling it high That's her thing Riding the night, she's cold as ice Watch the sting
Chorus
You know, baby You've got that dynamite Baby I want your dynamite Baby You've got that dynamite Baby I want your dynamite
Chorus
All this dynamite Dynamite, dynamite Under the moon as we slip through the city streets Dynamite, dynamite You and me can believe in this happiness Dynamite, dynamite