Love Shop

I'll be your love shop, baby, toni-i-ight.
I'll do all of the things that you li-i-ike.
I'll give you everything that you need,
Everything that you want,
Everything that you need, toni-i-ight.

(It's okay)
I'll be over for you
(Everyday)
Don't you worry boy
(I'll be right here)
And I don't want you to go away-wa-ay.

(Just so you know)
My love for you is
(Over low)
Just the touch from you
(Makes me slow)
I just can't wait to get you close
Ohhhhhh

I'll be your love shop, baby, toni-i-ight.
I'll do all of the things that you li-i-ike.
I'll give you everything that you need,
Everything that you want,
Everything that you need, toni-i-ight.

(Don't you stop)
Just the thought of you
(It gets me hot)
So I can't wait for you
(For you to drop)
Drop by so you can have all my
(Sugar, pie, honey, pop, make me like your lollipop)
(Pop, pop)

I'm addicted to you
(Like a drug)
All I want, baby, is your
(Is your love)
So please come here (Give me some)
And gimme some (Come and gimme some)
(Yummy, yummy)

I'll be your love shop, baby, toni-i-ight.
(I'll be your love shop)

I'll do all of the things that you li-i-ike
(All of the things you like)
I'll give you everything that you need,
(Yeah, yeah)
Everything that you want,
(Oh, oh)
Everything that you need, toni-i-ight.
(Oh, oh, oh, oh)

My love is from 6 am
To 6 am
I will always be yours, before you
So come inside
And hurry up in my
Cuz I, I I,

I'll be your love shop baby toni-i-ight
(Ohhhhh)
I'll give you all of the things you li-i-ike
I'll give you everything that you need,
(Oh)
Everything that you want,
(Oh)
Everything that you need, toni-i-ight.

I'll be your love shop, baby, toni-i-ight
I'll do all of the thing that you li-i-ike
(I'll be your love shop)
I'll give you everything that you need,
(Ohhhhhh)
Everything that you want,
(Ohhhhhh)
Everything that you need, toni-i-ight.
(I'll be your love shop, baby, tonight)
(Ohhhhhh)

It's good night now
(Ohhhhhh)
It's good night now
(Ohhhhhh)
It's good night now
(Ohhhhhh)

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