Disclaimer: I certainly do not own the lyrics. The club isn't the best place to find a lover, so the bar is where I go. um-hm-um. Me and my friends at the table doing shots, drinking fast, and then we talk slow. um-hm-um. Come over and start up a conversation with just me, and trust me I'll give it a chance (um-hm-um). Now, Take my hand, stop, put Van the Man on the jukebox... And then we start to dance. And now I'm singing like: Girl, you know I want your love, your love was handmade for somebody like me, come on now follow my lead. I may be crazy, don't mind me. Say, boy, let's not talk too much, grab on my waist and put that body on me. Come on now, follow my lead. Come, come on now, follow my lead. Um-hm-um. I'm in love with the shape of you. We push and pull like a maget do. Although my heart is falling too, I'm in love with your body. Disclaimer: I certainly do not own the lyrics.