Me and my woman
We both got the blues
But with so much to gain
And such little to lose
Are we both getting played ?
Or do we like to pay for abuse?
Down to a dollar and last bit of ale
But with too many sips
He forget it to tell
Then you pale in the city lights shining
On the holes of your shoes
Every little bit, every little bit, every little
Every little bit, every little bit, every little bit
Just a drop in the bucket
When you don't have love
If I wake up tomorrow
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We'd both be surprised
If the car's got some gas
We'd both go for a ride
Hit a stride and some window shopping
First and stay out all night
Oh baby you look so good
I forget how to breathe
I wanna make that dress
And give you a squeeze
There are reasons I may got you pleased
And easy to see yeah
Every little bit, every little bit, every little
Every little bit, every little bit, every little bit
Just a drop in the bucket
When you don't have love
Take a little hit, take a little hit, take a little
Take a little hit, take a little hit
Better get used to that hole in your pocket
That's the price of love
All the things we've said
The promises we make mistakes
Al the things we do to live and love
Dance with me now
He'll find another
While we have each other
While we have each other
Well I got some friends
And they give advice
Some got big fancy houses
And fantasy wives
But I'd rather be broke with you baby
Than live in their lives yeah
Every little bit, every little bit, every little
Every little bit, every little bit, every little bit
Just a drop in the bucket
When you don't have love
Take a little hit, take a little hit, take a little
Take a little hit, take a little hit
Better get used to that hole in your pocket
That's the price of love