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von Matt Lang

I could live with a little less money
Folded up in the pocket of my blue jeans
Keep my truck just a little less muddy
Then you wouldn′t have to bribe me to shine that thing

I could use a little less of that little black dress
But when it hits the floor

I want more of your loving, I can't help it
You can call me greedy, you can call me selfish
Girl, I want it all, that′s all
More of anything and everything you're throwing my way
When I get the feeling like it's all I can take
I′m like a sugar rush, hopped up, kid in a candy store
I want more

I could drink just a little less whiskey
In a bar with my buddies on a Friday night
But every time your pretty lips kiss me
I′m begging you to kiss me twice


'Cause I want more of your loving, I can′t help it
You can call me greedy, you can call me selfish
Girl, I want it all, that's all
More of anything and everything you′re throwing my way
When I get the feeling like it's all I can take
I′m like a sugar rush, hopped up, kid in a candy store
I want more

I want more, more
Looking at ya right now more than ever before

I want more of your loving, I can't help it
You can call me greedy, you can call me selfish
Girl, I want it all, that's all
More of anything and everything you′re throwing my way
When I get the feeling like it′s all I can take
I'm like a sugar rush, hopped up, kid in a candy store
Yeah, I want more

Yeah, I want more
Girl, more