Good Stuff

Driving home,
Late last night.
I work it hard,
to treat you right.
I promised you
a wonderful life.
The American dream.
You wait for me,
with that proud eyed stare.
A sexy bounty,
with long blonde hair.
You're so beautiful.
I can't wait til I get there.
Put the boys to bed.
Mama close the door.
I want you,
like never before.
Chorus
Only you can make me feel,
the way you do my love.
Yeah only my Camille,
gives me the good stuff.

Gimme me the good stuff.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Your sexy ways,
and sultry pout,
kicked my ass,
and knocked me out.
I hit the bag
and trained hard for the bout.
Put the boys to bed.
Mama close the door.
I want you,
like never before.
Only you can make me feel,
the way you do my love.
Only my Camille,
gives me the good stuff.
Gimme the good stuff.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

I taste your taste,
on my lips.
Your sweat, your scent,
is everywhere.
Brings me to my knees
when you're not playing fair.

Only you can make me feel,
the way you do my love.
Only my Camille,
gives me the good stuff.