or
Steve Holy

You love the touch of the southern rain
Falling on your face
You love the way your heart runs wild
And the thrill of the chase
If that's what you want
If that's what you want
If that's what you want
Baby, take it from me!
You love to hear the jukebox cry
Baby, "don't Be Cruel"
You stir the sawdust on the floor
In your dancing shoes
If that's what you want
If that's what you want
If that's what you want
Baby, take it from me!
If what you want is a kind of man
that'll hold you all night long
Take you riding down a country road
Sing you a country song
If that's what you want
If that's what you want
Ooh, if that's what you want
You want to fly up to the moon
On a Friday night
Be making love in an easy chair
By the morning light
If that's what you want
If that's what you want
If that's what you want
Baby, take it from me!
If that's what you want
Baby, take it from me!

Written by HOUSE
Published by Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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