Damn you talk to me! Little girl what's your name Now don't you go looking at me like that You might see I'm ashamed, what's your name Talk with me, won't you talk with me Oh pretty girl It ain't too hip faking lines you ain't taking But your lips make

Girl you know that I'll do anything To know a little more than just your name Only thing I know is you're too fine And I would like to leave with you tonight You gon' call me papi I'll make your body happy Every time that you call me What's your name,

I need a little love to ease the pain Say, say my name It's easy to remember when it came 'Cause it feels like I've been I've been here before You are not my savior That I've done before I could fake it Shame, such a shame

What's it gonna take to make it Man I can't take this Everything's drivin' me crazy I'm tickin' like time bomb And I'm about to blow We were drinkin' dinner on the Sunset Strip The girls doin' powder got a little on her lip It's just another night

Selling ass for heroin She's like heroin Sipping through a little glass I'm looking for some help I need someone to save her ass Chinese tricks in rooms With ghosts of hooker girly dudes She wants nothing more

How about you? When a girl meets boy Life can be a joy But the note they end on Will depend on Little pleasures they will share So let us compare I like New York in June, how about you? I like a Gershwin tune, how about you?

I like girls that drink beer And a man ain't gonna get it up here Bye, bye baby I'm leaving Your boat and your Benz and your uptown friends And your country club that ain't really country I need a little down home lovin' Hey I'll find what I want in a

She's my little whiskey Girl No Cuervo Gold Margaritas Just ain't enough good burn in Tequila she needs Somethin' with a little more edge and a little more plain My Ragged-on-the-edges girl Ah, but I like 'em rough She ain't into wine and roses Don't my

I want a little girl I want a little girl, call my own. She must be someone who's all alone now. Say, I want a little girl To fall in love with me, oh yeah. I want a little girl, but she may not look Just like a picture in a story book. If she can cook

She's my little whiskey Girl No Cuervo Gold Margaritas Just ain't enough good burn in Tequila she needs Somethin' with a little more edge and a little more plain My Ragged-on-the-edges girl Ah, but I like 'em rough She ain't into wine and roses Don't my