A Little Bit More

When I was young my father said,
"It's time that children went to bed."
But we would always cry and roar,
"I want to stay up just a little bit more."

A little bit more, a little bit more,
Not very much, just a little bit more;
A little bit more, a little bit more,
Not very much, just a little bit more.

And when the morning came along,
You could hear that same old song;
When there came a knocking on the door,
"I want to lie on just a little bit more."

A little bit more, a little bit more,
Not very much, just a little bit more;
A little bit more, a little bit more,
Not very much, just a little bit more.

I met a girl called Mary Rose,
I said, "Young girl, can I kiss your nose?"
She says, "I've met your likes before,
All that you want is a little bit more."

A little bit more, a little bit more,
Not very much, just a little bit more;
A little bit more, a little bit more,
Not very much, just a little bit more.

The barman cries, "There's no more beer,
Drink up your drinks and get out of here."
Still you see them hanging 'round the door,
Hoping to get in for a little bit more.

A little bit more, a little bit more,
Not very much, just a little bit more;
A little bit more, a little bit more,
Not very much, just a little bit more.

And when your days are nearly done,
Before you cross that Rubicon;
The doctor says, "Your time is o'er."
But you pray to the Lord for a little bit more.

A little bit more, a little bit more,
Not very much, just a little bit more;
A little bit more, a little bit more,
Not very much, just a little bit more.