Fitz And The Tantrums - HandClap

　　HandClap - Fitz and The Tantrums

　　Lyrics by：Eric Frederic/James King/Jeremy Ruzumna/John Wicks/Joseph Karnes/Michael Fitzpatrick/Noelle Scaggs/Sam Hollander

　　Composed by：Eric Frederic/James King/Jeremy Ruzumna/John Wicks/Joseph Karnes/Michael Fitzpatrick/Noelle Scaggs/Sam Hollander

　　Produced by：Ricky Reed

　　Turn it up

　　Somebody save your soul 'cause you've been sinnin' in this city I know

　　Too many troubles all these lovers got you losing control

　　You're like a drug to me a luxury

　　My sugar and gold

　　I want the good life every good night

　　You're a hard one to hold

　　'Cause you don't even know

　　I can make your hands clap

　　Said I can make your hands clap

　　Somebody save your soul

　　'Cause you've been sinning in this city I know

　　Too many troubles all these lovers got you losing control

　　You're like a drug to me a luxury

　　My sugar and gold

　　I want your sex and your affection when they're holdin' you close

　　Ha ha ha

　　'Cause you don't even know

　　I can make your hands clap

　　Said I can make your hands clap

　　Every night when the stars come out

　　Am I the only living soul around

　　Need to believe you could hold me down

　　'Cause I'm in need of somethin' good right now

　　We could be screamin' 'til the sun comes out

　　And when we wake we'd be the only sound

　　I get on my knees and say a prayer James Brown

　　That I can make your hands clap

　　That I can make your hands clap

　　Turn it up

　　That I can make your hands clap

　　My flesh is searchin' for your worst and best

　　Don't ever deny

　　I'm like a stranger gimme danger

　　All your wrong and your right

　　Secrets on Broadway to the freeway

　　You're a keeper of crimes

　　Fear no conviction

　　Grapes of wrath can only sweeten your wine

　　But you don't even know

　　I can make your hands clap

　　Said I can make your hands clap

　　Every night when the stars come out

　　Am I the only living soul around

　　Need to believe you could hold me down

　　'Cause I'm in need of somethin' good right now

　　We could be screamin' 'til the sun comes out

　　And when we wake we'd be the only sound

　　I get on my knees and say a prayer James Brown

　　That I can make your hands clap

　　That I can make your hands clap

　　That I can make your hands clap

　　That I can make your hands clap

　　Yeah yeah oh oh yeah yeah

　　So can I get a handclap