Fitz and The Tantrums - HandClap

Somebody save your soul

Cause youve been sinnin in this city, I know

Too many troubles

All these lovers got you losing control

Youre like a drug to me

A luxury, my sugar and gold

I want the good life

Every good night, youre a hard one to hold

Cause you dont even know

I can make your hands clap

Said I can make your hands clap



Somebody save your soul

Cause youve been sinning in this city, I know

Too many troubles

All these lovers got you losing control

Youre like a drug to me

A luxury, my sugar and gold

I want your sex and your affection

When theyre holdin you close (Ha, ha, ha)