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The song begins with an upbeat jazz tempo and never lets up. There's a catching guitar solo and then in comes Ronnie swinging away:
Well the bigger the city, the brighter the lights, The bigger the dog, well the harder the bite. I don't know where you been last night But I think mama, you ain't doin' right.
Chorus: Say I know a little, I know a little bout it. I know a little, I know a little bout it. I know a little bout love, And baby I can guess the rest.
Brief guitar interlude, then verse two:
Well I don't read the daily news, Cuz it ain't hard to figure out why people gets the blues. They can't dig what they can't use, If they'd stick to themselves there'd be much less abuse.
Chorus
Play me a little!
Guitar solo, then a brief break, then an awesome piano solo.
Well you want me to be your only man Listen up mama, teach you all I can. Do right baby, stand by your man. Don't worry mama, teach you all I can.
Chorus
Well I know a little bout love Baby I want your best.
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