Like It Songtext

von Ron Wood

I'm appealing to your instinct
Let's try again
I know that you don't want me
You make it plain to see
For me to be the lover
You to be the loved
Promise me once
Promise me again

You said you'd come back baby
But you didn't say when
You said you'd come back baby
Don't try that trick again

Lick my soul
I'll kiss your funky emotion
Come get some flavor and taste me
Oh, baby, don't waste me
Your indecision alters my position
I want to hear you say
Hey baby, it's okay

You're playing my heart, I'm so confused
Come on woman!
Light my fuse!

I might creep up on ya, you won't be able to shake me
I might creep up on ya, you won't be able to shake me
I might creep up on ya, you won't be able to shake me
I might creep up on ya, you won't be able to shake me

But you just might get to like it, you just might get to like it.
You might get to like it, you just might get to like it.

I get this strange feeling, over and over again
I get this strange feeling, that'll make you come back again

Here I stand, all by myself
I'm appealing to you, lover,
I want it all sugar

Every time I see ya, I get weak in the knees
Come on honey, I aim to please!

I might creep up on ya
You won't be able to shake me
I might creep up on ya
You won't be able to shake me
I might creep up on ya
You won't be able to shake me
I might creep up on ya
You won't be able to shake me

But you just might get to like it, you just might get to like it!
But you just might get to like it, you just might get to like it!
But you just might get to like it, you just might get to like it!
But you just might get to like it, you just might get to like it!