You don't even know.
I can make your hands clap.
Every night when the stars come out.
Am I the only living soul around?
I'm not the stranger,
give me danger or you're wrong, do you right?
Secret's on my way to the freeway,
you're a keeper of the clapps
Feel no conviction, grips of vodka only sweeten your whines
But you don't even know it
I can make your hands clap
Said I can make your hands clap