1 I my treasure my gold She downright 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 good And a man would I'm so up on your sweet spot sugar I don't want a leave shoulda, coulda, woulda Without you, something about you baby JD on the rocks up that kitchen Table for two a tip a little tasty With you But I need is...
A little called love, love Baby let me you a little thing or two about making love Cook you 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 don't take me home
2 Love, love Somethin about love You got me all jittery when you say my The way your touch feels me clinically insane You the only thing that's on my brain no lie Gotta smile that the strings out my heart Body struck me from the very start And will never fall apart we don't gotta try Girl you flying a over Athens, Greece I love it when you and you spread them cheeks And when I to you I know everything's alright Those eyes, reassure without makin sound In the evening say I'm gonna you down I'm wanna wake up with you talk the things we did last night
There's a little something called love, Baby let me show you a little thing or two making love Cook you 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 me home tonight
3 You you bad hun I know you see me 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 could show you things you probably never seen I be your king baby you could be my queen I picture me and you on the cover of every You got a cute long hair you got style Come home me I promise I'll make it worth your while I can't to see them say wow Cause we make a pair and I'm livin in the now so now I need you to that right choice I saw your smile once you first heard my I got time if you give me yours skip the next round hit the crib fast forward
There's a little something called love, Baby let me show you a little or two about making love Cook you 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