(G. Johnson, APJJ)



(Light it up)



We've been a little more than just friends

And in most cases, that's just where it ends

But I took the time to stoke up your flame

Can I get a witness to back up my claim

Now I'm standing so close to your fire

If I say that I quit ya, you can call me a liar



Now, we've been a little more than just friends

And where we go now, I guess that depends

If I get myself caught up in your scene

Black hair, black coffee, and hard nicotine



I can't sleep, I can't eat

Need you t' hold my hand

So I can cross the street



Oh yeah, she's all that

Oh yeah, she's all that

Sugar in my coffee, oh yeah

Makes me mean

Oh yeah, she's all that

Oh yeah, she's all that

I'm her silver dollar

She's my slot machine

Oh yeah, she's all that

Oh yeah, she's all that

Oh yeah, well I call her -

She's my Nicotine



Now, we've been a little more than just friends

And where we go now, I guess that depends



Oh yeah, she's all that

Oh yeah, she's all that

Sugar in my coffee, oh yeah

Makes me mean

Oh yeah, she's all that

Oh yeah, she's all that

She's my V8 motor

I'm her gasoline

Oh yeah, she's all that

Oh yeah, she's all that

I'm her silver dollar

She's my slot machine

Oh yeah, she's all that

Oh yeah, she's all that

Oh yeah, well I call her -

She's my Nicotine