More-More-More

One, five, eight, seven, two, three

I tried to give her all my money 'cause she likes a fat stack
I bought her new box diamonds and a black Cadillac
I flew her half way 'round the world, baby, only first class
She said her loving ain't for sale and she gave it all back

I want it more (more, more, more, more)
I want it more (more, more, more, more)

She puts her loving on me fast like a prison break
There ain't no turning back when she starts moving that way
She keeps me hanging on tight and it's all I can take
From falling off the edge when the ground starts to shake

I want it more (more, more, more, more)
Give me more (more, more, more, more)
Girl, I want it more (more, more, more, more)
Some more (more, more, more, more)

She said she don't need anybody, she don't need no help
There ain't a thing that I can do that she can't do herself
So I take what I can get and I buy what she sells
She keeps me begging like a dog when she ringing that bell

I want it more (more, more, more, more)
Yeah, I want it more (more, more, more, more)
Give it to me more (more, more, more, more)
Hmm, more (more, more, more, more)

One, five, eight, seven, two, three



Credits
Writer(s): Michael Louis Fiorentino Ii, Billy F Gibbons, Chad Mitchell Shlosser, Matthew William Sorum
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