Little Devil - John Michael Montgomery

C’mon sugar, atke off your sneakers

C’mon Baby, let down your hair

I wanna see what’s behind those glasses

I gotta know what’s under there

Don’t worry about what your mama told ya

Don’t worry about what your friends might say

Slide over here, lemme kiss and hold you

Time for you to come out and play

C’mon little angel wontcha be my little devil tonight

C’mon little angel wontcha be my little devil tonight

I got a batch of margaritas, a jacuzzi in the back

Clapton on the radio, how about that

We could build a fire, yeah we could go nuts

Dancing all around 'til the sun comes up

I know a place between here and heaven

We could cut loose and come undone

Ain’t nothin' wrong with a little livin'

The day is gone but the night’s still young

C’mon little angel wontcha be my little devil tonight

C’mon little angel wontcha be my little devil tonight

I got a batch of margaritas, a jacuzzi in the back

Clapton on the radio, how about that

We could build a fire, yeah we could go nuts

Dancing all around 'til the sun comes up

This can be our little secret