No Idea
Baby, baby, ain't you sweet
With your candy ass and your flip flop feet
You look good enough to eat
Ain't it a shame you ain't my kinda meet [SIC]
Maybe, maybe, just a taste
And before you know it, I'm filling my face
Cos you got me coming back for more
A hundred million more times than I did before
Cos there's something about you girl
And if you take me at my word
There ain't no doubt that I love you
But I got no idea why I do, I got no idea why I do
Baby, baby, you so mean
Ah you're the meanest motherfucker that I ever seen, yeah
But when you flash your crocodile smile
With your eyes so bright that they almost blind
Turn the heat up, by degrees
Yeah, you're burning hotter than kerosene
You burn so hot, then you freeze
Oh what the hell you trying to do to me
Cos there's something about you girl
And if you take me at my word
There ain't no doubt that I love you
But I got no idea why I do, I got no idea why I do
Baby, baby, ah get you
Wi' your messed up hair and your back tattoo
What the hell I do to you
Come one, with all of the shit that you put me through
So why can't, I can't keep away
What the hell I do you gotta make me pay
Cos I don't want nothing, that you got
Then you turn right round and you gimme the lot
Cos there's something about you girl
And if you take me at my word
There ain't no doubt that I love you
But I got no idea why I do, I got no idea why I do
I got no idea why I do, baby I ain't got a fucking clue
With your candy ass and your flip flop feet
You look good enough to eat
Ain't it a shame you ain't my kinda meet [SIC]
Maybe, maybe, just a taste
And before you know it, I'm filling my face
Cos you got me coming back for more
A hundred million more times than I did before
Cos there's something about you girl
And if you take me at my word
There ain't no doubt that I love you
But I got no idea why I do, I got no idea why I do
Baby, baby, you so mean
Ah you're the meanest motherfucker that I ever seen, yeah
But when you flash your crocodile smile
With your eyes so bright that they almost blind
Turn the heat up, by degrees
Yeah, you're burning hotter than kerosene
You burn so hot, then you freeze
Oh what the hell you trying to do to me
Cos there's something about you girl
And if you take me at my word
There ain't no doubt that I love you
But I got no idea why I do, I got no idea why I do
Baby, baby, ah get you
Wi' your messed up hair and your back tattoo
What the hell I do to you
Come one, with all of the shit that you put me through
So why can't, I can't keep away
What the hell I do you gotta make me pay
Cos I don't want nothing, that you got
Then you turn right round and you gimme the lot
Cos there's something about you girl
And if you take me at my word
There ain't no doubt that I love you
But I got no idea why I do, I got no idea why I do
I got no idea why I do, baby I ain't got a fucking clue
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Writer(s): Stephen Ellis
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