One, two
One, two, three, four
Another Bowery girl and I might get stuck
(Listen to the heartbeat, the heartbeat)
'Cause she’s right in range, and I'm in luck
(Listen to the heartbeat, the heartbeat)
She's a momma’s girl, but she doesn't scold
My face gets numb and my teeth get cold
But I'm gonna push the limit before I get too old
(Listen to the heartbeat, the heartbeat)
(Listen to the heartbeat, the heartbeat)
Gonna dance all night, can't get enough
(Listen to the heartbeat, the heartbeat)
'Cause you never can tell when your number is up
(Listen to the heartbeat, the heartbeat)
Well, I kiss her on the neck and she bit my tongue
She might look dead but her heart is young
If she's gonna pull my trigger, better hold my gun
(Listen to the heartbeat, the heartbeat)
(Listen to the heartbeat, the heartbeat)
(Listen to the heartbeat, the heartbeat)
(Listen to the heartbeat, the heartbeat)
(Listen to the heartbeat, the heartbeat)
Well, I never get tired of stiletto love
She's really handy with a rubber glove
I give her push, she gives me shove
(Listen to the heartbeat, the heartbeat)
(Listen to the heartbeat, the heartbeat)
(Listen to the heartbeat, the heartbeat)
(Listen to the heartbeat, the heartbeat)
Listen to the Heartbeat was written by D.L. Byron.
Listen to the Heartbeat was produced by Jimmy Iovine & Jon Small.