Intro:
Oh baby,
I would walk a mile,
I would walk a mile ore two,
Just for you baby.
I wanna explain to you, that you`re the hit on every corner.
Gotta confess to you girl, just what you`re doing to this brother.
You got my heart, my head and my mind, all burnin` with desire,
And if ever I was given a chance, every bone in my body would give thanks.
Now baby, what do you expect of me,
Now should I stand in the middle of the road, let something run over me.
So that I can get your full attention.
Wanna explain to you, you`re the hit on every corner.
Gotta confess to you girl, just what you are doing to this brother.
You got my heart, my mind and my soul, all burnin` with desire,
And if ever I was given a chance, every bone in my body would give thanks.
Don`t let me cry to you, oh no, crying is a sign of weakness.
But I wouldn`t lie to you, no, that will be destroying for my fitness, girl.
I would walk a mile, a mile ore maybe two,
Just for you baby, just for you baby.
Now baby, what do you expect of me,
Now should I stand in the middle of the road, let something run over me.
So that I can get your full attention.
Wanna explain to you, you`re the hit on every corner.
Gotta confess to you, baby, just what you are doing to this brother.
You got my heart, my mind and my soul, all burnin` with desire,
And if ever I was given a chance, every bone in my body would give thanks.
Don`t let me cry to you, oh no, crying is a sign of weakness.
But I wouldn`t lie to you, no, that will be destroying for my fitness, yes.
Oh baby, I would walk a mile ore two,
Just for you girl, na na na...
Let me explain to you, that you`re the hit on every corner.
Wanna confess to you, baby, what you are doing to this brother.
You`ve got my mind, my soul and my heart, rapped up for your love.
Woman, what do you expect of me,
Should I stand in the middle of the road, let something run over me.
So that I can get your full attention.
Wanna me explain to you, that you`re the hit on every corner.
Can confess to you, baby, what you are doing to this brother.
I`ll walk a mile ore two, oh just many things, `cause I gotta have your love.
