Little Black Dress Songtext
von Jarrod Dickenson

You make me crazy
When I feel your kiss
And things go hazy
When I touch your lips
You drive me wild
When you′re around me, little girl
You make me howl at the moon
Like a lonely dog

And I say, hey, oh, you're the one for me
Hey-hey-hey-hey-hey, don′t you ever leave


You're armed with the weapon of style
Long, tall legs
And that deep dark sultry smile
Oh, it leaves me in a mess
And I know I ought to leave you alone
Lord knows you're no good for me
No matter which way I turn
You never seem to let me be

And I say, hey, oh, you′re the one for me
Hey-hey-hey-hey-hey, don′t you ever leave, now

And I lose control
When you wear that little black dress
You see me fold
Just like a pull-out summer bed
And I can tell by that little grin
You know just what you're doing
And all it takes it that little spin
To send me running through the streets

And I say, hey, oh, you′re the one for me
Hey-hey-hey-hey-hey, don't you ever leave
Hey, oh, you′re the one for me
Hey-hey-hey-hey-hey, don't you ever leave
No-no-no-no!