Louis Schoorl - Gotcha lyrics

Bang bang heat it up Fill my cup I'm filling up Double done, I'm zipped up Oh oh oh oh I'm feeling, I'm feeling your love Uuuuh uh yeah OK, bring my girls Time for p**ycats to purr You just have to wait your turn Oh oh oh oh Cause we're running, running the world Oh oh oh ooooh Oh oh oh ooooh Gotcha gotcha gotcha By the collar and you're coming with me Oh oh oh ooooh Oh oh oh ooooh Gotcha gotcha gotcha In my pocket where I want you to be So you got all the cash And the big kick stash And your car's all waxed Oh oh oh oh But it's all just an act! Here we go! High beams turned on We do the impossible That kind of feelin' you just soar Are you feeling the feeling my love? Oh oh oh yeah! Oh oh oh ooooh Oh oh oh ooooh Gotcha gotcha gotcha By the collar and you're coming with me Oh oh oh ooooh Oh oh oh ooooh Gotcha gotcha gotcha In my pocket where I want you to be Oh, you're beating hard to my door Oh, you're banging feet to the floor Oh, the world turning to gold Gold gold gold gold... Oh oh oh ooooh Oh oh oh ooooh Gotcha gotcha gotcha By the collar and you're coming with me Oh oh oh ooooh Oh oh oh ooooh Gotcha gotcha gotcha In my pocket where I want you to be I gotcha where I want you to be!