ThatLittleThing Lyrics

Buzzing at the party I'm dressed to kill

Six poured strong I'm ready to spill

I make my way back to the wall and she calls

Oh, dangerous forbidden fruit

Well I've had myself a bite about a time or two

Well you'd find me in the river if he only knew

Its true

One more thing before I go

Ill make it up tomorrow

Ill make it up tomorrow

Ill make it up tomorrow

Heart beats fast I'm at the door

When she pulls me in she's wanting more

My guilt and my coat laying on the floor

But what for?

I know two wrongs don't make a right

But I drank up everything that was in my sight

And I was hoping for a little bit of luck tonight

But sleep tight

That little thing won't help me no

Ill make it up tomorrow

Ill make it up tomorrow

Ill make it up tomorrow

Staring at the ceiling

It's such an awful feeling

Staring at the ceiling, oh now

Staring at the ceiling

It's such an awful feeling

Staring at the ceiling

Ill make it up tomorrow

Ill make it up tomorrow

Ill make it up tomorrow