81 posted 3 years ago by JoyBeharBlackface 3 years ago by JoyBeharBlackface +82 / -1 25 comments share 25 comments share save hide report block hide replies
Last night a little dancer came dancin' to my door
Last night a little angel came pumpin' on my floor
She said, "Come on baby I got a license for love
And if it expires pray help from above" because
In the midnight hour she cried, "More, more, more"
I'd sell my soul (soul) for you babe (babe)
For money to burn (burn) with you (with you)
Ooh yeah little baby
She want more
More, more, more, more, more
Ooh yeah little angel
She want more
More, more, more, more, more