Lyrics:
Bend 'em a bit, but never break the rules
Bend a bit but never break the rules (ooh-ooh)
Tempted I must confess ('fess), but I better not make a mess
to talk about
But it's filled with love that's grown in southern ground
And a little bit of chicken fried
Cold beer on a Friday night
A pair of jeans
the worst was meant to happen (happen)
Just in case tomorrow never comes, there is something you should know (should know, ooh)
I've given you every bit
on your face,
You're a perfect picture in your
Lavender and lace.
Little bit of business here,
Little bit of business there,
Bet that you've been
right now
I see you move, I'm checking your smile
Working your back like it's going out of style
Shake just a little bit faster
Shake just a little
Say, have you seen a Carioca?
It's not a foxtrot or a polka
It has a little bit of new rhythm, a blue rhythm that sighs
It has a meter that is
Strange things seem to occur, somewhere behind the nursery door
Though I was just a bit of a kid, it was the bit that she was looking for
Now I
I've been loving you (a tiny bit) too long
I don't wanna stop now
This is the soulful part
With you my life
Has been so wonderful I can't stop
dawnin',
Like a little bit of lovin'
From some lovin' someone like you.
This old world wouldn't be half as bad,
It wouldn't be half as sad,
If each
actin' mad 'cause the money done
Slowed, down, just a little bit
Dipped, poked out, did some shull-bit
Actin' like a pitfall bull-pit
Dead game is
silly girl look what you've done
When you find yourself in the thick of it
Help yourself to a bit of what is all around you
Silly girl.
Take a good
went by they'd
Get a little bit older and a little bit slower but
It's all the same thing, in this case manufactured by
Someone who's always umpteen
make believe the blower
When you're all alone
It's always 4 a.m.
Your thoughts take wings, but nothing brings
That needed bit of slumber
way through a window
You smile right back, she runs away
You wish little girls'd sit still just a little bit longer,
Longer
And she's still a mystery
plays a song and no one listens
I need help, I'm falling again
Play the drum a little bit louder
Tell them they can live without her
If they only
them up bit by bit you made them cry
Many poor girls cry
When they trying to keep you happy
They just trying ta keep you satisfied
Mr bigstuff
(tell me
don't I
Let my cookin' do the talkin'
With a berry pie?
A little bit of that a little bit of this
A lotta, lotta sugar as sweet as his kiss
I wanna
should have bit cha
Get him out of my life
(Get him out of my life)
Ge-ge-ge-ge-ge--
Let the doorknob hit cha were the dog should have bit cha
Get him out
thought
Yeah, I'm a little bit of a little bitch so
I might turn around and say some stupid shit, no
Had to have my Britney moment and I cut it off (cut
out by myself again)
he's stepping outside
it's a little bit scary but it's wonderful
she's stepping outside
it's a little bit scary but it's wonderful
trust
Livin just a little bit of it isn't nearly enough
Livin just a little bit of it isn't nearly justified
Because ah-ah-ah-I, ah-ah-ah-I am
Never
and confused
And what little bit left just trying to forget about you
I saw you at the galley, he was working his way up your skirt
He was buying all
ya
You wanna look pretty
When they're taking your picture
Now you want your life to move
A little bit faste
A little bit of death
A little bit
we're living in
Just a bit more soul
Born to the physical
Strapped to just one mind
What was that spectacle
The sight that made you blind
Born in
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