Testo: David Lee Roth. A Little Ain't Enough. Last Cal.

Aw, right

Long shot lover was a real bun buster
Talkin' lethal fantasy
'Cause the next best thing was nothin' much
And the next best thing was me

Well, workin' on approval
So I got her on the rocks and I put her on the tip of my tongue
I said, "Don't get smart with an angel, babe
You ain't the girl next door an' we ain't done"

Wow, it's simple fantasy

Last call an' I don't need no drink
This is last call, could be later than you think, wicked
Last call, before they hit the lights
This is last call but that don't mean goodnight

I'm a real good loser 'cause I get a lot of practice
With the breaks, when I'm beatin' my boys
"Now what's the only thing to do in this town?"
An' she gives me a multiple choice

It's like Peter Pan an' Tinkerbell
Poised on the perverbial brink
I asked her, "How the hell you get in those tight blue jeans?"
She said, "For starters you could buy me a drink"

Gotta stoop to conquer me

Last call an' I don't need no drink
This is last call, could be later than you think
Last call, wow, before they hit the lights
Last call but that don't mean goodnight

I'm a real good loser 'cause I get a lot of practice
With the breaks, when they're beatin' the boys
So I asked her, "What's the only thing to do in this town?"
An' she gives me a multiple choice

It's like Peter Pan an' Tinkerbell
Poised on the perverbial brink
I said, "How the hell you get in those tight blue jeans?"
She said, "For starters you could buy me a drink"

It was, last call an' I don't need no drink
Last call, could be later than you think
Last call, wow, before they hit the lights
This is, last call but that don't mean goodnight

Last call
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Last call

Last call
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