Kiko Bun - Sweetie

She plays a forty-five man alive
Spinnin' and I take a dive, down low
Downtown on the Underground
Ride that train, the one drops sound
You need tempo

She's a little bit older
And a little bit wiser
A little bit more woman
The candy from her lips
And the sweetness from her hips
Her beat I truly miss

When I need that rhythm in my bones
I know she got that song
I call on sweetie
I call, I call on sweetie

I love her taste, I love her groove
I love the way she makes me move
I call on sweetie
I call, I call on sweetie

I call on sweetie
I call, I call on sweetie

Yeah, yeah, yo
I call on sweetie

Some may think she's not my type
To record spinnin' out of time
But we know that's alright
Picks me up and lays me down
Then she thinks I'm faded out
She likes to play the B-side

Just a little bit older
Yes, a little bit wiser
A little bit more woman, oh
The candy from her lips
And the sweetness of her hips
Her beat I truly miss

When I need that rhythm in my bones
I know she got that song
I call on sweetie
I call, I call on sweetie

I love her taste, I love her groove
I love the way she makes me move
I call on sweetie
I call, I call on sweetie

I call on sweetie
I call, I call on sweetie

Yeah, yeah, yo
I call on sweetie

I know she's got that song
Yes I do, I do
Yeah, I know she's got that song
To make me move, to make me move
Yes, she's always got that song for me
Yeah-eh

I call her sweetie
I call her, call her sweetie

Yeah, yeah, yo
Yeah, she's always got that song for me
Whoa oh, whoa oh
Yeah, I know she got that song

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