Dressed to kill and lookin' dynamite With her high-laced stockings and her sweater so tight I asked her her name She said her name was Maybe Well she walked up to me, and she asked me to chance I said, "I am lookin' some wild romance" She gave me a wink She said, "I should think about it, maybe" She said, "What you got babe, is what I need Your kind of love got me on my knees" I'm so tied up What you got got a hold on me Your kind of love make a man outta me I'm so tied up, you got me so fired up Little sister, hits the stage She can't help it, she's comin' of age Little junior, he's all in a rage Did you notice, she was comin' of age, child? If looks could kill, I'd be dead on the floor You got me all tied up, honey, beggin' for more Somebody call a doctor I think I'm goin' crazy Because, what you got, babe, is what I need Your kind of love got me on my knees I'm so tied up What you got, got a hold on me Your kind of love make a man outta me I'm so tied up You got me so fired up Little sister, hits the stage She can't help it, she's comin' of age Little junior, he's all in a rage Did you notice she was come, come, comin' of? Little sister, hits the stage She can't help it, she's comin' of age Little junior, he's all in a rage Did you notice she was come, come, comin' of? Little sister, hits the stage She can't help it, she's comin' of age Little junior, he's all in a rage Did you notice she was come, come, comin' age She's come, come, comin' age Yeah she come, she come, she come She's come, come, comin' age Yeah she come, she come, she come © RANCH ROCK MUSIC; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com