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