SWEET STUFF
I don't need
No fancy cars
Don't need no mansion on the hill
I got all
A man could want
Even when I can't pay my bills
I get a hold of my "Sweet Stuff"
Fills me up with that good love
I get a hold of my "Sweet Stuff"
And start to feelin' good
When I'm down
She lifts me up
Gives me what I'm lookin' for
Somehow she knows
What I need
When the blues come knockin' at my door
I get a hold of my "Sweet Stuff"
Fills me up with that good love
I get a hold of my "Sweet Stuff"
And start to feelin' good
When I move
Up and down her neck
She responds in ecstasy
Sometimes it seems
Almost as good as sex
What my music does for me
I get a hold of my "Sweet Stuff"
Fills me up with that good love
I get a hold of my "Sweet Stuff"
And start to feelin' good
Written by Jeffrey Scott Stewart
Copyright Blue Clover Music (ASCAP)
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