Handclap (made popular by Fitz and The Tantrums)

- Party Tyme

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

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

Produced by：Sybersound

Turn it up

I can make your hands clap

And I can make your hands clap

Somebody save your soul

'Cause you've been sinnin' in this city

I know too many troubles

All these lovers got you losin' control

You're like a d**g to me

A luxury my sugar and gold

I want your sex and your affection

When they're holding you close

Ha ha ha ha

I can make your hands clap

Said I can make your hands clap

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

We could be screaming 'til the sun comes out

And when we wake we'd be the only sound

My flesh is searching 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

I can make your hands clap

Said I can make your hands clap

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

We could be screaming 'til the sun comes out

And when we wake we'd be the only sound