Artist/Band:
Christina Aguilera
Lyrics for Song: Get Mine, Get Yours
Lyrics for Album: Stripped [2002]
Baby you pretend that things ain't what they seem
All this tension on titling just exactly what we should be
Now I don't mind us being some kind of casual thing
Listen, all I wanna do for now is have you come and take all of me
Chorus:
Can you
Put your hands on my waistline
Want your skin up against mine
Move my hips to the baseline
Let me get mine, you get yours
Hang a please don't disturb sign
Put my back into a slow grind
Sending chills up and down my spine
Let me get mine, you get yours
If you see me with a man
Understand that you can't question me
The feelings that you caught, ain't my fault
Can't help your jealousy
If you can handle the fact
What we have has got to be commitment free (free)
Then we can keep this undercover lovin' comin'
Hidden underneath the sheets
Chorus:
Can you
Put your hands on my waistline (ooh, my waistline)
Want your skin up against mine (ohh)
Move my hips to the baseline
Let me get mine, you get yours
(But don't fall in love)
Hang a please don't disturb sign
(No, no love)
Put my back into a slow grind (slow grind)
Sending chills up and down my spine
Let me get mine, you get yours
Ooh
So, come on and freak my body
We can get nasty, naughty
All night, a private party
Gotta hit that spot just right
Work me like a 9 to 5
It ain't about the kissin' and huggin'
'Cause this is a physical lovin'
Straight sweatin', our bodies are rubbin'
Gotta hit that spot just right
Work me like a 9 to 5
Spoken:
We have a physical thing (ooh)
We make love, but don't fall in love (yeah)
(Let me get mine, you get yours)
We spend time, just enough
So you get yours, and I get mine
No strings attached
(Let me get mine, you get yours)
I want your body, not your heart
Put your hands on my waistline
(Hands on my waistline)
Want your skin up against mine
(Oh, ooh, yeah, yeah)
Move my hips to the baseline
Let me get mine, you get yours
(But don't fall in love)
Hang a please don't disturb sign
Put my back into a slow grind
(Down my spine)
Sending chills up and down my spine
Let me get mine, you get yours
Put your hands on my waistline
(Put your hands on my waistline)
Want your skin up against mine
(Ooh, my waistline)
Move my hips to the baseline
Let me get mine, you get yours (oh)
(But don't fall in love)
(Freak my body babe
Nasty naughty, baby)
Hang a please don't disturb sign
Put my back into a slow grind
Sending chills up and down my spine
(Ooh, yeah, yeah, oh)
Let me get mine, you get yours
Ooh
Come here
Don't be shy
I won't bite
Let me get mine, you get yours
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