Lyrics:

Refugee camp
Turn me up, give me some more
Tom Jones your ready baby?
Yeah that's it
Let go, let go, let go, let go

One, two, Tom's coming for you
Three, four, gonna bust through your door
Five, six, you better lock up your chicks
Seven, eight, before it's to late

Act right, ladies ain't forgot about it
Feels like pussycats come out
Late night no matter where they roam
They always gonna come home to Tom Jones

Thirty years strong, never went wrong
Still in the game, I'll decide when I'm gone
Now I'm gonna set the whole house on fire
I won't stop rocking till I retire

You know that I know you gotta move on the dance floor
We're blowing up this party with this sexbomb
Take my hand, understand I've been rocking for years, all across the land
So let me see you shake it till the sun comes

One, two, Tom's coming for you
Three, four, gonna bust through your door
Five, six, you better lock up your chicks
Seven, eight, before it's to late

Act right, ladies ain't forgot about it
Feels like pussycats come out
Late night no matter where they roam
They always gonna come home to Tom Jones

Now you're in the mood so let me see you move
I got you hypnotized with the sound of my groove
From London to L.A. and back to the N Y
Turn on your satellites so we can see it worldwide

You know that I know you gotta move on the dance floor
We're blowing up this party with this sexbomb
Take my hand, understand I've been rocking for years, all across the land
So let me see you shake it till the sun comes

One, two, Tom's coming for you
Three, four, gonna bust through your door
Five, six, you better lock up your chicks
Seven, eight, before it's to late

Act right, ladies ain't forgot about it
Feels like pussycats come out
Late night
Girl, you make me wanna holler

Tom Jones international, baby
Tom Jones international, baby
Tom Jones international, baby

One, two, Tom's coming for you
Three, four, gonna bust through your door
Five, six, you better lock up your chicks
Seven, eight, before it's to late

Act right, ladies ain't forgot about it
Feels like pussycats come out
Late night no matter where they roam
They always gonna come home to Tom Jones

Tom Jones oh oh oh oh oh oh Tom Jones
Tom Jones oh oh oh oh oh oh Tom Jones