My only sin is I can't win Ooh I wanna love that man Ooh that man is on my list And ooh that man I wanna kiss Ooh that man is like a flame And ooh that man plays me like a game Ooh, I'm gonna find that man I'm in a little bit of trouble And I'm in real

Wanna get it jacked up yeah Let's crank it on up yeah With a little bit of luck I can find me a girl with a truck yeah We can love it on up yeah 'Til the sun comes up yeah And if you think this life I love is a little too country If you like it up loud

Do you mean it ? March to the Black Queen A little bit of love and joy Ah aah ah aah Why don't you mean it ? Why do I follow you and where do you go Aah aah aah aah aah aah You've never seen nothing like it no never in your life Like going up to heaven

Stones taught me to fly Love taught me to lie So come on courage, teach me to be shy 'Cause its not hard to fall When you've feel like a cannonball Its not hard to fall There's still a little bit of your taste in my mouth There's still a little bit of

I think I need a little bit of lovin' A little bit of somethin' Woah, I think I need a little bit of lovin' A little bit of somethin' from you A little bit of somethin', yeah 'Cause this love is all I have of you Oh, if it's time to make your spot feel

Give a little bit Give a little bit of your love to me I'll give a little bit of my life for you Oh, yeah, come along too Here we go again Hey hey, whoa no, da na, hey hey, yeah I'll give a little bit of my love to you

Sometimes we sing, sometimes we play, sometimes we scat But most of all it's how you feel about the groove A little jazz is just a bit of this and that And when it's groovin', how the groove makes you move Jazz music sprouted rock and roll It was the

I'll pretend to be your hero for just tonight All you need is my All you need is my love I got a little bit left to give up All I need is your All I need is your touch But if you wanna Baby, that's all I'm asking of you

Just hold on tight to me, girl Fuck you back to sleep, girl, and rock you back Ain't sorry that I woke ya, ain't sorry 'bout ya job Call sick in the morning so I can get a little bit more of your love Right back, rock you back Wake up, wake up, wake up,

Why am I so in love? We gon' be all, we gon' be all I don't know why Mix a little bit of weed with a little bit of cash With a little bit of this, with a little bit of that I, oh, I, am falling for you, falling for you Steady tryin' to maintain Same