Sweet Little Nothing

[Ver1:]
I'm a sweet little nothin
Tea with a muffin
Casual lovin
Followed by a brunch and
Walk on the beach
Munchin'on a peach
Indiscreet guilty pleasure
Free of a leash
I'm free and in heat feel funk like a bum
Haven't showered in a week
So what have I become
A whirling dervish
At your service
Call me what you want but labels make me nervous
Step into a coma come back with a vision
Sling a rope around your ear lobe try to make you listen
Evoke the spirits
Does someone hear it
I think it sounds almost like.

[Chorus:]
You're givin me sweet little nothings
Got me up in the clouds again
Givin me sweet little nothings
I can't help it I love the
Sweet little nothings gonna smack your jaw
Sweet little nothings gonna snap your bra.

[Ver2:]
Try me out lets see if I fit
Light me up buttercup and take another hit
I go good with what you wear
Hoodies or slacks in fact im the last man standing in his class
Think Roberta Flack smoking crack had a sex change
Went insane and decided to rap
I dont know about that
You dont know about jack
People worry too much
But we don't worry about that
I found a meteor and decided to find a median
Between space rock and mainstream hip-hop we keep feeding them
The public is getting fat
Cut the carbs
You aint hard
Shut your mouth you fat turb of lard
I pulled your card
We dont know who we are
Feels like someone beat you up with an acoustic guitar
Let it resonate
For goodness sakes
Cause I said I sounds almost like.

[Chorus]

* I wanna get into your pants
I wanna make you dance
I wanna take a chance
I wanna do something that I never thought I would
Like write a pop hook
Thats halfway good
So give me your number girl I'll give you a call
We'll drive to Las Vegas and rent a little hall
Invite bums off the streets to witness it all
Bring life to your dreams
Then read all about our wedding in people magazine.

[Chorus]

Sweet sweet sweet sweet sweet little nothing.