Текст песни Every Little Thing - Stripped - Russell Dickerson

Who!
Huh, yeah

My baby, she's Alabama
A dixie land delight, kissin' me like molasses
Slow and sweet, mhm, just right
She's an endless August summer, yeah, sunshine 3-6-5
When she forgets the punch line, it still gets me every time

'Cause I love every little, every little, every little thing about her love
Just a little, just a little, just a little ain't enough
Gotta get a, gotta get a, get a little more of all she does
I'm all hung up, 'cause I love
Every little, every little, every little thing about her love

Yeah, she's Seattle and Sonoma
Runs on coffee and red wine
She's easy like Sunday morning and wild like Saturday night
She's 24-carat goodness, an angel's all I see
She dresses up for everything, but she only dress down for me

And I love every little, every little, every little thing about her love
Just a little, just a little, just a little ain't enough
Gotta get a, gotta get a, get a little more of all she does
I'm all hung up, 'cause I love
Every little, every little, every little thing about her love

Yeah! Who! Come on!
Woah, hey!
My baby, she's Alabama
My Dixie Land delight
She's everybody's dream girl, but she's all mine

And I love every little, every little, every little thing about her love
Just a little, just a little, just a little ain't enough
Gotta get a, gotta get a, get a little more of all she does
I'm all hung up, 'cause I love
Every little, every little, every little thing about her love

About her love
Hey, hey, yeah
Who, hey, hey!
About her love