Well it's a hot night,
excitement,
and in the heat of the night,
the flames ignited.
I see you smiling,
standing there with so many beside you.
How can I choose from plastic faces and
Christmas presents done up in June?
I don't know why I am what I am but that's alright.
But I can tell you this.
You either got it or you ain't.
You either got it or you ain't.
There's a cool breeze,
blowin' through the city,
and in the heat of the night,
it sweetly kisses my skin.
Mini-skirts, long legs and painted faces,
sin, sin, sin.
Well, I don't go just anywhere and I don't please just anyone that's right.
So if you fit the bill,
well c'mon baby show your skill tonight.
Tonight, tonight.
You either got it or you ain't - have you got it?
You either got it or you ain't -
oh, show me.
It's such a hot night,
I'm undecided,
but in the heat of the night,
I get so excited.
I look around and see the scene of pretty faces and make-up dreams,
of all you people, standing there,
you looks won't get you anywhere at all.
Well I don't preach philosophy and I don't tell anybody just what they should be,
but I can tell you this.
You either got it or you ain't,
you either got it or you ain't,
you either got it or you ain't,
and that's just about all.

Writer : WOSEEN, PAUL WALMSLEY, GRANT GLEESON, DAVID LARA, RICHARD HEANEY, BRAD
Copyright : Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group