(Dallas Frazier)
Sweeter than honey can be to your tongue, um-um
That little girl of mine, she’s a yum-yum
One sweet taste of her lips makes you rum-dum
That little girl of mine, she’s a yum-yum.
She make me shiver and shake when she talks
And she really knocks me out when she walks
Whoa, everybody ask me where do she come from
I say now that little girl of mine, she’s a yum-yum.
— Instrumental —
Whoa, she make me shiver and shake when she talks
And she really knocks me out when she walks
Whoa, everybody ask me where do she come from
I say now that little girl of mine, she’s a yum-yum.
I said now that little girl of mine, she’s a yum-yum.
Umm, I said now that little girl of mine, she’s a yum-yum…
