My Body Hits the High Notes

🎵 Verse 1
Baby, when you walk in the room
You bring that heat I can’t ignore…
My heart starts doin’ warm-ups
Like it’s headin’ for an encore.
You touch my waist so gentle,
Then smirk like you already know…
And suddenly my whole damn body
Starts practicin’ vibrato.

🎵 Pre-Chorus
You got that velvet-smooth rhythm,
You move with that slow-jam grace…
And every time you lean in closer
I feel the music in my waist.

🎵 Chorus
Boy, you make my fanny sing opera —
Hit notes I didn’t know I had inside.
You turn my world into a stage, babe,
Front-row seats to the rising tide.
Yeah, you make my fanny sing opera —
High notes floatin’ through the room…
Christmas lights all start to flicker
When my body starts to boom-boom-boom.

🎵 Verse 2
You whisper low in my ear,
And it sets my whole soul free…
I swear the second you say my name
I’m ready for act three.
You give me that cheeky grin,
Like “Girl, I know what you’re feelin’…”
And bam — there goes the orchestra
Tunin’ up the damn ceiling.

🎵 Pre-Chorus
You’ve got that maestro energy,
Conductin’ every spark and sigh…
And boy, when you draw me closer
My whole body wants to fly.

🎵 Chorus
’Cause you make my fanny sing opera —
From soft and sweet to wild and loud.
You turn my bedroom into Venice, babe,
I’m beltin’ like I’m playin’ to a crowd.
Yeah, you make my fanny sing opera —
Every note vibrates my spine…
Christmas never felt this magic…
Boy, your rhythm is divine.

🎵 Bridge
So take a bow, my darling,
You know exactly what you do…
You warm me up, you tune me in,
You make the diva breakthrough.
I’m tremblin’ like a spotlight,
Ready for my next big scene…
And every time you hold me
I go straight to soprano queen.

🎵 Final Chorus
Yeah, you make my fanny sing opera —
Lift me up where the angels play.
You’re the music of my Christmas, babe,
My festive cabaret.
You make my fanny sing opera —
You’re my fire, my beat, my cue…
And every time you touch me, boy…
I hit the high notes just for you.