23 lyrics for "Sweet nothing, sweet nothing"
I´m gonna take you home And give you all I can That really I´m a man You´re sweeter than the morning When the sun is shining down on me There is nothing you can say That could make me go away you see But you keep saying to me baby Hold on - I feel
PlayTells me I ain't ready to quit Don't start thinking I'm gonna stop If you think you've seen love you ain't seen nothing yet How could I ever get tired Of waking up by your side And the taste of your sweet kiss Giving it all I got There's something about
PlayI don't need a rich boy I don't want your money No, you don't gotta spend nothing on me All I want is sweet sweet love, sweet sweet love I don't want dollars No, you don't gotta be a high roller Hey! I don't need a rich boy All I want, sweet sweet love,
PlaySo here I go Now here I go Oh sweet ignition be my fuse You have no choice you have to choose Bid farewell to yesterday Say goodbye I'm on my way Fuck it all I came from nothing I'm something from nothing You are my fuse
PlayNo one knows what draws the moth to the flame And nothing costs as much as playing the game She had to know, know, know, he'd give love for sex He had to know, know, know, she'd give sex for love The taste, touching his tongue, sweet to his lips Poison,
PlayI pick my poison and it's you Nothing could kill me like you do You're going straight to my head But nothing ever gets me high like this And I'm heading straight for the edge Bittersweet ecstasy that you got me in Falling deep I can't sleep tonight And
PlayYeah some kind of gift they're given That makes this life worth livin' And it makes a man a man Somethin' about a woman Yeah some kind sweet little something That I may never understand Oh there's nothing like that She pulled her hair back to sun her
PlayAnd American honey Blowin' in the wind Callin' out my name like a long lost friend Oh I miss those days as the years go by There's a wild, wild whisper Oh nothing's sweeter than summertime She grew up on a side of the road Where the church bells ring and
PlayWhat have I done? Sweet Jesus, what have I done? Become a thief in the night Become a dog on the run Have I fallen so far And is the hour so late That nothing remains but the cry of my hate The cries in the dark that nobody hears Here where I stand at
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