Madonna - Triggering lyrics
[Madonna - Triggering lyrics]
Dance, you're not fighting
Dance, you're not lying
Dance, you're not cheating
Dance, you're only triggering your senses
You're not dying dance, you're not crying
Dance, you're not killing yourself
You're only triggering your senses
You're only triggering your senses
Dance is a lovely friend
Dance to your heart's content
Dance and we don't pretend
Dance is your only friend
When you're on the street
To a different beat when you're feeling down
When there's no one else around
Dance, you're not taking
Dance, you're not hating
Dance, you're not killing yourself
You're only triggering your senses
You're only triggering your senses
I like it a hip, a hip, a hippety hop
And you don't stop, you get on your feet
You do the hip hop to a different beat
I know you don't stop when
You're on the street
You're not feeling down and there's
No one else around
You get on your feet until
You hear the funky beat
(Beat, beat, beat, beat)
When you're on the street
To a different beat when you're feeling down
When there's no one else around
When there's no one else around
Dance, you're not fighting
Dance, you're not lying
Dance, you're not cheating
Dance, you're only triggering your senses
You're not dying dance, you're not crying
You're not killing yourself
You're only triggering your senses
You're only triggering your senses
Triggering your senses triggering your
Dance
Dance, you're not lying
Dance, you're not cheating
Dance, you're only triggering your senses
You're not dying dance, you're not crying
Dance, you're not killing yourself
You're only triggering your senses
You're only triggering your senses
Dance is a lovely friend
Dance to your heart's content
Dance and we don't pretend
Dance is your only friend
When you're on the street
To a different beat when you're feeling down
When there's no one else around
Dance, you're not taking
Dance, you're not hating
Dance, you're not killing yourself
You're only triggering your senses
You're only triggering your senses
I like it a hip, a hip, a hippety hop
And you don't stop, you get on your feet
You do the hip hop to a different beat
I know you don't stop when
You're on the street
You're not feeling down and there's
No one else around
You get on your feet until
You hear the funky beat
(Beat, beat, beat, beat)
When you're on the street
To a different beat when you're feeling down
When there's no one else around
When there's no one else around
Dance, you're not fighting
Dance, you're not lying
Dance, you're not cheating
Dance, you're only triggering your senses
You're not dying dance, you're not crying
You're not killing yourself
You're only triggering your senses
You're only triggering your senses
Triggering your senses triggering your
Dance