1 I my treasure my gold She downright pickpocketed my As she on by I didn't try Suddenly my heart my brain Got a bit of sunshine in my veins I'm good And a man would I'm so hyped up on your spot sugar I want a leave saying shoulda, coulda, woulda Without you, something about you baby JD on the rocks fire up that Table for two a little tip a tasty you girl But I need is...
A little something love, love Baby let me show you a thing or two about making love you breakfast in the morning if you want me to Oh love, Excuse me miss but I think you my eyes And I'll be singing the blues if you don't take me home
2 Love, yeah Somethin about love You got me all when you say my name The way your touch makes me clinically insane You the only thing that's ever on my no lie Gotta smile that pulls the out my heart Body damn me from the very start And this will never fall we don't gotta try Girl you a plane over Athens, Greece I it when you smile and you spread them cheeks And when I talk to you I everything's alright eyes, they reassure without makin sound In the evening say I'm gonna you down I'm wanna up with you talk about the things we did last night
There's a little called love, love Baby let me show you a little thing or two about love Cook you breakfast in the if you want me to Oh love, Excuse me miss but I you stole my eyes And I'll be singing the if you don't take me home tonight
3 You you bad hun I know you see me you while you dancin I know you know I'm gonna ask you you man hun and you gon tell me that you're with your girls and I'm handsome That's the routine but I ain't I could show you things that you probably seen I be your king baby you could be my queen I picture me and you on the of every magazine You got a cute face long hair you got Come home with me I promise I'll make it worth while I can't wait to see say wow we make a pretty pair and I'm livin in the now so now I you to make that right choice I saw your smile once you heard my voice I got if you wanna give me yours Let's skip the next round hit the fast forward
There's a something called love, love let me show you a little thing or two about making love Cook you breakfast in the morning if you me to Oh love, Excuse me miss but I you stole my eyes And I'll be singing the blues if you take me home tonight