I like the way you move
I love the way you walk
I like that you think babies are delivered by a stork
It’s the little things about you
That keep me hanging ‘round
Don’t change a single thing
And I know I’ll hold my groundi>
It’s the little things you do
From the stupid to the grand
Don’t change a single thing
And I’ll ask Daddy for your hand
I love to lick your groove
I like that you don’t walk
I love being the prey for you to stalk
I like to wake you up
I love that you’re my fate
I like being the one who extinguishes all your hate
It’s the little things you do
Like swallowing after head
That keep me coming back
To your cold, dead, empty bed
It’s the little things you do
That bring me back around
Like that dress so small and black
That shows your ass off to the crowd
I love that you’re f’up
I like when you abuse
But most of all I love when you make me lick your shoes
It’s those little things
All those little things you do
It’s those little things
All those little things you do
It’s those little things