John Gibbons - P.Y.T. Lyrics
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P.Y.T.
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What Are The Lyrics For P.Y.T. By John Gibbons?
Where did you come from, lady?
And ooh, won't you take me there? Don't you know now is the perfect time We can make it right, hit the city lights Then tonight ease the lovin' pain We can make it right I want to love you, pretty young thing You need some lovin', tender lovin' care I want to love you, pretty young thing And I'll take you there, girl I want to love you, pretty young thing You need some lovin', tender lovin' care I want to love you, pretty young thing And I'll take you there, girl Sing na na na, na na na Na na na na, na na na na Sing na na na, na na na Na na na na, na na na na I want to love you I want to love you Don't you know now is the perfect time We can make it right, hit the city lights Then tonight ease the lovin' pain We can make it right I want to love you, pretty young thing You need some lovin', tender lovin' care I want to love you, pretty young thing And I'll take you there, yes I will I want to love you, pretty young thing You need some lovin', tender lovin' care I want to love you, pretty young thing And I'll take you there, girl I want to love you You need some lovin' Sing na na na, na na na Na na na na, na na na na I want to, I want to love you, pretty young thing You need some lovin', tender lovin' care I want to love you, pretty young thing And I'll take you there, girl Sing na na na, na na na Na na na na, na na na na Sing na na na, na na na Na na na na, na na na na (I want to love you) |
Who Wrote P.Y.T. By John Gibbons?
James Ingram, Quincy Jones
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