Rock Mafia Preacher man walked into the club and he said I can’t stop my feet from dancing to the sound of his drum Preacher man took my hand and looked in my eyes I can’t stop my feet from dancin’ to the sound of his drum And it’s not like I’m hurtin’ anyone I can’t stop my feet from dancin’ to the sound of his drum No I wouldn’t change a thing even if I could I can’t stop my feet from dancin’ to the sound of his drum Preacher man, preacher man… Cuz I’m gone, |