Francine Reed - You Bug Me by Francine Reed lyrics

He's got his pants on tight Gonna go downtown Got his mind on a little bit of mess around Ain't gone let nobody, slow me down 'cause I'm the best little boy in town REFRAIN: Come on baby, you driving me crazy Well I said back then Now I'll say it again You b-b-b-b-b-b-b-bug me baby I got a nervous twitch I got a terrible itch A ringing in my ears There's a fever pitch I get shakes, shivers Up and down my spine Thinking 'bout that pretty boy of mine [refrain] Well now, you're street-talkin' ways Gonna send me to my grave I kinda like it baby When you make me your slave I got bumps and bruises All over my heart Crazy, whenever we're apart [refrain] You b-b-b-b-b-b-b-bug me baby --- .