Well I laid down one night, late one Saturday night. Well I laid down one night, late one Saturday night. I was thinkin' 'bout my baby, and she just wouldn't treat me right.
Why does love have to?. Where does it go to. Outta my door?. How much have you got?. Is it enough for me. Or will I want more?. . Oh,oh, you tell me you just want some fun..