Nineteen Hundred And Eighty Five

Ah 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
Woh I oh I
Well i just can't get enough of that sweet stuff
My little lady gets behind
Shake it
Baby don't break it

Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
Ooh ooh ooh ooh
Ah 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
Woh I oh I
Well I just can't get enough of that sweet stuff
My little lady gets behind
Ah
Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
Ooh ooh ooh ooh
Ah 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
Woh I oh I
Well i just can't get enough of that sweet stuff
My little lady gets behind;