ThatLittleThing

Buzzing at the party I'm dressed to kill
Six poured strong I'm ready to spill
I make my way back to the wall and she calls

Oh, dangerous forbidden fruit
Well I've had myself a bite about a time or two
Well you'd find me in the river if he only knew
Its true

One more thing before I go
Ill make it up tomorrow
Ill make it up tomorrow
Ill make it up tomorrow

Heart beats fast I'm at the door
When she pulls me in she's wanting more
My guilt and my coat laying on the floor
But what for?

I know two wrongs don't make a right
But I drank up everything that was in my sight
And I was hoping for a little bit of luck tonight
But sleep tight

That little thing won't help me no
Ill make it up tomorrow
Ill make it up tomorrow
Ill make it up tomorrow

Staring at the ceiling
It's such an awful feeling
Staring at the ceiling, oh now

Staring at the ceiling
It's such an awful feeling
Staring at the ceiling

Ill make it up tomorrow
Ill make it up tomorrow
Ill make it up tomorrow



Credits
Writer(s): Daniel Rappaport
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