Testo
Time goes slower,
Your thoughts start flowing over.
Lights get lower
As chip falls off your shoulder.
In the groove
(Oh, oh, oh...).
(Oh, oh, oh...).
When you're in the groove,
When your body can't help but move,
And the rock and roll feels so smooth,
When you ain't got nothing left to prove.
You're in the groove.
Like the weather,
they all just flow together.
Love feels better,
And you hope it lasts forever.
