Song | A little Nothing |
Artist | Jørg |
Album | We call it blues! |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Jörg Vincent Klein | |
作曲 : Jörg Vincent Klein/Markus Maier | |
The first time that I saw her | |
I was lost in doing things | |
I didn`t think she`s dangerous and so we sat and talked | |
About nothing - | |
whoo, about nothing | |
. | |
we talked about god and the world, and about nothing | |
She asked me if I had a car and I agreed to drive her home | |
With all her heavy shopping bags | |
it would be hard to roam | |
. | |
Said and done we packed our things, | |
went to the parking lot | |
. | |
And starting-up the engine | |
I found that in the tank`s | |
a little nothing - whoo, a little nothing | |
. | |
Just a mouthful of gasoline, a little nothing | |
Thanks to the lord - it was enough | |
to drive that little mile | |
. | |
She asked me if I'd come inside and I countered with a smile | |
. | |
I got a pot of coffee while | |
she wants to change her clothes | |
and after she returned from that | |
I noticed that she wore | |
a little nothing - whoo, a little nothing | |
. | |
all that she wore was | |
a little nothing | |
I think you know what happened then, I couldn`t resist | |
! | |
Her kisses on my skin felt | |
like something she had missed | |
One by one we lost our wear it never felt so good | |
. | |
And after pulling off her bra overwhelmed I found | |
a little nothing - whoo, a little nothing | |
Tiny, sweet and delicate - | |
a little nothing |
zuo ci : J rg Vincent Klein | |
zuo qu : J rg Vincent Klein Markus Maier | |
The first time that I saw her | |
I was lost in doing things | |
I didn t think she s dangerous and so we sat and talked | |
About nothing | |
whoo, about nothing | |
. | |
we talked about god and the world, and about nothing | |
She asked me if I had a car and I agreed to drive her home | |
With all her heavy shopping bags | |
it would be hard to roam | |
. | |
Said and done we packed our things, | |
went to the parking lot | |
. | |
And startingup the engine | |
I found that in the tank s | |
a little nothing whoo, a little nothing | |
. | |
Just a mouthful of gasoline, a little nothing | |
Thanks to the lord it was enough | |
to drive that little mile | |
. | |
She asked me if I' d come inside and I countered with a smile | |
. | |
I got a pot of coffee while | |
she wants to change her clothes | |
and after she returned from that | |
I noticed that she wore | |
a little nothing whoo, a little nothing | |
. | |
all that she wore was | |
a little nothing | |
I think you know what happened then, I couldn t resist | |
! | |
Her kisses on my skin felt | |
like something she had missed | |
One by one we lost our wear it never felt so good | |
. | |
And after pulling off her bra overwhelmed I found | |
a little nothing whoo, a little nothing | |
Tiny, sweet and delicate | |
a little nothing |
zuò cí : J rg Vincent Klein | |
zuò qǔ : J rg Vincent Klein Markus Maier | |
The first time that I saw her | |
I was lost in doing things | |
I didn t think she s dangerous and so we sat and talked | |
About nothing | |
whoo, about nothing | |
. | |
we talked about god and the world, and about nothing | |
She asked me if I had a car and I agreed to drive her home | |
With all her heavy shopping bags | |
it would be hard to roam | |
. | |
Said and done we packed our things, | |
went to the parking lot | |
. | |
And startingup the engine | |
I found that in the tank s | |
a little nothing whoo, a little nothing | |
. | |
Just a mouthful of gasoline, a little nothing | |
Thanks to the lord it was enough | |
to drive that little mile | |
. | |
She asked me if I' d come inside and I countered with a smile | |
. | |
I got a pot of coffee while | |
she wants to change her clothes | |
and after she returned from that | |
I noticed that she wore | |
a little nothing whoo, a little nothing | |
. | |
all that she wore was | |
a little nothing | |
I think you know what happened then, I couldn t resist | |
! | |
Her kisses on my skin felt | |
like something she had missed | |
One by one we lost our wear it never felt so good | |
. | |
And after pulling off her bra overwhelmed I found | |
a little nothing whoo, a little nothing | |
Tiny, sweet and delicate | |
a little nothing |