You cut into my life Tar baby, tar baby Grandma came to see Something she could not believe How could her girl be Told the secret she conceived Oh, that big old smile of yours Could turn the wind into a song

Let's cry for this bad man Well, you treat me right baby, I'll treat you right That's the way it's supposed to be I put my faith down in my friend And he almost put an end to me I wrote a song for the bad man Well he walks so tall to be so small Never

How dat sound, how dat sound Stick around baby, sit that ass down Stick around baby, stick that ass out Tell me, how dat sound? (Ou, ou) You tellin' me, "Wait for later" Well lil' baby, don't you know I want you now? How dat sound? Them other girls don't

Can you heal me baby? Coursing through you like a drug I call out your name It feels like a song I know so well And it whispers and roars like an orchestra You call out my name Like no one before It sounds like I

Oh, oh, you made me feel so grown You took me to your room You taught me how to want something Last night I heard the sirens' song And I followed it in the ditch Oh baby, I'm just carrying on Far be it for me to bitch Last night I heard the distant hum

We were living it up, up, up in that American love Two young hearts, one cool car And all we wanted to do was park, kiss, smoke, drink I love this song, baby, what do you think? She turned it up windows fogging up I pick her up about seven for the

Make it feel good, make it feel good, alright Make it feel good, make it feel good Now that we have found this love, baby When your song is on and your hand's in mine And I'm holding you tight, make it feel good Let me hold it down, I'm so glad we found

In slow motion We can take, we can take, we can take our time, stay here Slow motion We can take, we can take, we can take our time, baby I just wanna see you dance in I know you got all dressed up for the club Waiting on them to come pick you up Baby,

Sing me a swing song and let me dance Oh baby, I don't want Let me warn you in advance Mr. Trombone, play some corn I ain't carin' what notes Mr. Trumpet, grab a horn Brother, give me hot notes Any tune on a cello Give the rhythm men a chance

I, I love you like a love song, baby And I keep it in re-pe-pe-peat It's been said and done Every beautiful thought's been already sung And I guess right now here's another one So your melody will play on and on, with the best of 'em You are beautiful,