On no one left alive in nineteen hundred and eighty five will ever do She may be right, she may be fine She may get love but she won't get mine 'Cos I got you Oh, I, oh, I Well, I just can't enough of that sweet stuff My little lady gets behind On my mama, said the time would come When I would find myself in love with you I didn't think I never dreamed That I would be around to see it all come true Woah, I, oh, I Well, I just can't get enough of that sweet stuff My little lady gets behind
On no one left alive in nineteen hundred and eighty five will ever do She may be right, she may be fine She may get love but she won't get mine 'Cos I got you Oh, I, oh, I Well, I just can't enough of that sweet stuff My little lady gets behind On my mama, said the time would come When I would find myself in love with you I didn't think I never dreamed That I would be around to see it all come true Woah, I, oh, I Well, I just can't get enough of that sweet stuff My little lady gets behind
