In a little while Surely you'll be back In a little while I'll be there In a little while This hurt will hurt no more I'll be home, Love When the night
little step I make, we'll be together Every little, oww Every little step I (Every little step) Every little Every little step I take Every little Every little step I (Every little
She can't help it, the girl can't help it She can't help it, the girl can't help it If she walks by, the men folks get engrossed (She can't help it,
and my eyes are still blue Why don't you love me like you used to do? Ain't had no lovin' like a huggin' and a kissin' In a long, long while We don't
you understand Just don't tell the things you know Never show the things you see Let's keep this little secret with you and me Let's keep this little
, now, now I said, don't you mess around, don't you mess around Don't you mess around, don't you mess around Oh, don't you mess around with, don't you
action For a bird's eye view of the play There ain't a promise that you won't make Hike, and keep passin' and ya play it with a little pain You came
, don't never shave No prob, we'll fix it in the mix Just leave your name and number In my dumpster when you're through Oh yeah Don't call us, we'll
from me He don't understand what a man should know By the time I could teach him he'd be far too old!" Judge I found a lover ain't afraid of the dark
'm off an' runnin' Clear off the beaten path I don't know where I'm headed But I know that I ain't comin' back Don't know where I'm goin' But I can't
her on the tip of my tongue I said, "Don't get smart with an angel, babe You ain't the girl next door an' we ain't done" Wow, it's simple fantasy Last
Mama, "And a little ain't enough for me" No it ain't baby, no it ain't Mmm, said, "A little ain't enough, baby" Baby, please! Little ain't enough, yeah
true I need some sensible shoes All my friends now, they look up to me They wish they could be a lot more like me But they don't know and they can't
it, shoot it Beggars can't be choosers in a den of thieves Is it good for you, it's good for me Dressed to the nines Don't cry wolf too many times,
tell you, babe But you don't want to hear me Take one good look, these are tears of fury Well, then let it show, a big catastrophe Now I don't wanna
left but death and taxes The matter of the real fact is You go through life as someone's doormat While you don't get no sporting chance There ain't much
even call at all I'll pretend I'm GI Joe, yeah You be Barbie Doll Baby's really burnin' Ready for the town Daddy's good, good little girl Burn that
of my lips and a storm begins Give it up, honey, can't race the wind Good lookin' here I go Well, call me 40 Below Well, I could take a little cold
