Instrumenty
Ensembles
Opera
Kompozytorzy
Wykonawcy

Teksty: Beres Hammond. Full Attention.

Oh, baby, I would walk a mile
I would walk a mile or 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 burning 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 burning 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 or 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 burning 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 or 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
Wrapped 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