| Well, the bigger the city, well, the brighter the lights,
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| The bigger the dog, well, the harder the bite.
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| I don’t know where you been last night
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| But I’m thinkin', mama, you ain’t doin' right.
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| Say, I know a little,
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| I know a little 'bout it,
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| I know a little,
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| I know a little 'bout it.
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| I know a little 'bout love,
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| baby, I can guess the rest.
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| Well, I don’t read that daily news
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| 'cause it ain’t hard to figure why people gets the blues.
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| If they can’t dig what they can’t use,
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| If they’d stick to themselves they’d be much less abused.
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| Say, I know a little,
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| Lord, I do know a little 'bout it,
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| I know a little,
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| I know a little 'bout it.
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| I know a little 'bout love,
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| baby, I can guess the rest.
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| Well, you want me to be your only man.
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| Said, listen, mama, did you all I can.
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| Do right, baby, by your man.
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| Don’t worry, mama, teach you all I can.
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| Say, I know a little,
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| Lord, I know a little 'bout it,
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| I know a little,
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| I know a little 'bout it.
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| I know a little 'bout love
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| and baby, I can guess the rest.
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| Well, I know a little 'bout love.
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| Baby, I want your best. |