C'mon, c'mon C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon Everybody, everyone c'mon c'mon C'mon c'mon Baby, baby won't you give me a good time? Squeeze me, please me, make it feel like the last time Hold me close and I'll make every dream come

Go down, go down, go down, go down Ruby, Ruby, where you been so long Done took to drinkin' whiskey Baby since you been gone Ain't no one I know do it as good as you Lickin' on that lickin' stick the way you do You got the lips to make a strong man weak

No one can stop me when I taste that feeling Nothing could ever bring me down You make it easier to sing it So we can feel whatever you feel It feels good, in my heart, in my soul, When you're right here beside me I don't ever want this day to end We can

All night, love all night Practice makes perfect, gonna get it right Gonna get it right, one night at a time Let's take our love, one night at a time Oh, I think about you all day long It feels so good, it can't be wrong I got my fingers crossed that

Said if you got no plans, baby if you got time Hello, good evening Oh Miss Right, Miss Right Come and be the rest of my life Clearly she was out with her girls alone (That I could tell) The kind that make you wanna put the games away Think about the

It's gonna make it hard to tell you that I'm leaving Now that I know just how much you care You finally gave me one good reason not to go But staying here is my worst fear Last night you gave me a kiss You didn't know it, but I was awake when you did You

Baby, me love you, believe me Push it up and make she feel it Bend over, receive me Me alone make she cum so speedy Me love you fi the rest of my life Believe me, baby Dem cyaan tell you say your pussy big Gyal, your pussy tight and good (ready) And now

F.E.E.L G.O.O.D, yes I feel good sing it with me F.E.E.L G.O.O.D My heart's, lonely without you My eyes, only see you and me Stupid, thinking about you It's hard, hard 'cause you make me feel good I'm only living when you're here in my life And now

That's all right. What you call me? You didn't! You don't wear continental clothes, or Stetson hats. Well I tell you one dog-gone thing. It makes me feel good to know one thing. I know I'm a lover. Matter of opinion. That's all right, Mama was. Papa too.

Hide or alone you make it feel at home Silence is not even there no more You make it feel at ease something to embrace A heart that's forever believing it Life ain't that good that it's worth dying for But baby I'll always take a bullet for you Hold on