You're like a plague my dear,nbut such a pretty face and that's why I fearnthat I'll be falling victim fastnif I don't play it safe and disappear.nAnd it's reckless and it's dangerousncause your body's so contagiousnand I'm catching what you've gotnand this one last chance might be my one last shot.nnnSo drop, drop, drop it down like you dropped dead.nCut it up like a suicide attempt.nBreak it down like a compound fracture.nWelcome to the dance floor disaster.nDon't slow down. Don't behave.nAnd let's get dirty like we're digging graves.nYou gotta get that blood pumping faster and faster.nGirl you cause a dance floor disaster.nnI can't help but noticenhow you make it hard to focus.nMy status is criticalnand honey you're my diagnosis.nAnd it's dangerous and it's recklessnbut your figure's so infectious.nAnd I need to be so closentil I just can't help but catch a fatal dose.nnnWe both know there's two types of lust.nThere's one for flesh, one for blood.nShe's got a taste for both of the above.nA killer on the hardwood floor.nWe both know there's two types of lust.nThere's one for flesh, one for blood.nShe's got a taste for both of the above.nA killer on the hardwood, killer on the hardwood floor.