C'mon sugar, atke off your sneakers C'mon Baby, let down your hair I wanna see what's behind those glasses I gotta know what's under there
Don't worry about what your mama told ya Don't worry about what your friends might say Slide over here, lemme kiss and hold you Time for you to come out and play
C'mon little angel wontcha be my little devil tonight C'mon little angel wontcha be my little devil tonight I got a batch of margaritas, a jacuzzi in the back Clapton on the radio, how about that We could build a fire, yeah we could go nuts Dancing all around 'til the sun comes up
I know a place between here and heaven We could cut loose and come undone Ain't nothin' wrong with a little livin' The day is gone but the night's still young
C'mon little angel wontcha be my little devil tonight C'mon little angel wontcha be my little devil tonight I got a batch of margaritas, a jacuzzi in the back Clapton on the radio, how about that We could build a fire, yeah we could go nuts Dancing all around 'til the sun comes up
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