Sweet thing
You make my gums bleed
You're my pretty thing
Because I love you
I'm gonna love you on Monday you're the start of my week
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, man, we're hitting a peak
But I love you best on Friday 'cause you're my weekend freak
My little sweet thing
Whoa, whoa, whoa
You're my pretty thing
Because I love you
They're beaming hope out, baby, on the local airwaves
So tune into the one that offers hope and can save you
I love you in the morning when I wake and you're shaving
Oh my sweet thing
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh you're my pretty thing
Whoa, whoa, whoa
We're going to keep on driving 'til the end of the night
It's hopeless but I'm helpless in the beam of your light
So there's a rumour you're a tumour on my lovestick, alright
My little sweet thing
Whoa, whoa, whoa
I'm gonna call the cops up 'cause it just isn't right
The world looks so much better when I've got you in my sights
Tear up all the old plans and let's lighten those lights
My little... Oh sweet thing
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Oh my little pretty thing
Yeah, yeah, yeah
You're sweet thing
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Oh my little pretty thing
Yeah, yeah, yeah
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