Little girl, little girl You're just as sweet as you can be Won't you please ma'm tell me your name Where did you get your sugar from Won't you take me down on your daddy's farm The reason I ask you all these questions I just want to be your man If you

I'm so tired of being alone, I'm so tired of on my own, Won't you help me, girl, Just as soon as you can. People say that I've found a way, To make you say, That you love me. You didn't go for that,

I said it must be cause a nigga got dough Extraordinary swag and a mouth full of gold Hoes at my shows they be stripping off they clothes And them college girls write a nigga name on they toes Niggas talk shit 'til they get lockjaw Chrome to ya dome 'til

Every chance I did or I didn't take All the nights I went too far All the girls that broke my heart All the doors that I had to close Thank God for all I missed 'Cause it led me here to this All the things I knew but I didn't know Every stoplight I

The bartender said ya'll keep it down The party was goin' strong By the palm trees down at the tiki bar Right there in the Holidome We'd been sittin' there since happy hour Had the day off in Omaha And all those girls came in and they wanted to swim And

Come on girl let's tie the knot I'm ready, you're ready, we're ready, been ready I'll never lie, I'll never cheat to carry you between the sheets And after we say "I do", we'll go wherever we want to Drive away, "just married" on the car, yeah I'm on my

We might just get hit with the R.I.C.O. Views, views, views Old ways, new women, gotta keep 'em balanced The girl of your dreams, to me is probably not a challenge I've been counted out so many times I couldn't count it Funny how now my accountant is

Girl, you really got me now You got me, so, I can't sleep at night Oh yeah, you really got me now You really got me You got me, so, I don't know where I'm goin', yeah You really got me, oh Please, don't ever let me be I only wanna be by your side Got me,

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

Would you write, would you call back baby if I wrote you a song I need you at home And you can wave to all of your friends And I'll never leave you again I been gone but you're still my lady Cut off all of your hair Did you flinch, did you care Did he