Marty Stuart - Little Things Lyrics
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Little Things
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What Are The Lyrics For Little Things By Marty Stuart?
Well, when the sun goes down at the end of the day
I want to see you again, I've got to find a way Just to hear those little things you say The way you touch me baby, the way you squeeze me tight And when you hold me darlin' all through the night Those little things make me feel all right (Little things) like the way you kiss (Little things) that I can't resist (Little things) make me feel so fine I've got to have your lovin' honey all the time (Little things) ooh, when we touch (Little things) you know they mean so much (Little things) never make me blue I love those little things you do I've got a fever baby and it's burnin' hot I'm gonna give you my love, everything I've got 'Cause those little things sure mean a lot (Little things) like the way you kiss (Little things) that I can't resist (Little things) make me feel so fine I've got to have your lovin' honey all the time (Little things) ooh, when we touch (Little things) you know they mean so much (Little things) never make me blue I love those little things you do (Little things) like the way you kiss (Little things) that I can't resist (Little things) make me feel so fine I've got to have your lovin' honey all the time (Little things) ooh, when we touch (Little things) you know they mean so much (Little things) never make me blue I love those little things you do I love those little things you do I love those little things you do |
Who Wrote Little Things By Marty Stuart?
Andrew Copeland, Jeff Beres, Ken Block, Mark E. Trojanowski, Ryan Carter Newell
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