Twenty-five pounds of pure cane sugar
She's got it each and every kiss
You wouldn't know what I'm talking 'bout
If you never had a love like this
Well, I don't mean to be frank with you all
It's a natural fact
Good things come wrapped up in small, small packages now
Well you can't argue with that
Oh, oh, yeah
Ninety-nine pounds of natural born goodness
Ninety-nine pounds of soul, oh, oh
Ninety-nine pounds of natural born goodness
Ninety-nine pounds of soul
Twenty-five pounds of tenderness
She got it each and every touch
Twenty-five pounds of understanding my woman
'Cause I was the one running 'round town worrying too much
Twenty-four pounds of Sunday
That I can't see, yeah
And it all adds up to ninety-nine big pounds
Oh, I'm talking about a feline friend
Ninety-nine pounds of natural born goodness
Ninety-nine pounds of soul
Ninety-nine pounds of natural born goodness
Ninety-nine pounds of soul
Ninety-nine pounds of natural born goodness
Ninety-nine pounds of soul
Ninety-nine pounds of natural born goodness
Ninety-nine pounds of soul
Ninety-nine pounds of natural born goodness
Ninety-nine pounds of soul
Ninety-nine pounds of natural born goodness
Ninety-nine pounds of soul
1 | 30 Days in the Hole |
2 | Black coffee |
3 | Shine on |
4 | Bang ? |
5 | Hot 'n' Nasty |
6 | I Can't Stand the Rain |
7 | Get Down To It |
8 | C'mon Everybody |
9 | Desperation |
10 | Buttermilk Boy |