She don't need no MaserattinI don't even own a carnAnd when I feel like I'm nobodynShe make me feel like I'm a starnnSo let me get upon her heartnLet me get upon her mindnLet me get upon her bodynLet me get upon her soulnnLittle girl next doornnLet me get a nickel, let me get a dimenTake a nickel in my pocket and we'll spend some timenLet me get a pound, let me get a poundnnFather won’t you quicker spin the hands of timesnSpit a simple limerick, a riddle or a rhymenLet me get a pound, let me get a poundnnLittle girl next doornnBetter be polite when you speak to my ladynYou got to treat a woman with respectnAnd if you think of doing harm to her babynYou best believe that I'll be breaking your necknnSo let me get upon your heartnLet me get upon your mindnLet me get upon your bodynLet me get upon your soulnnLittle girl next doornnI'm gonna move into her house nAnd she won't be the little girl next door no more nonnLittle girl next doornnPara los tiempos buenos (For the good times)nTe amo por vida, juro (I love you for life, I swear)nPara los tiempos buenos (For the good times)nMi amor esta por vida (My love is here for life)nnIt's been long, long, long, long, lovy, lovy, long, long time, juronLong, long, long, long, lovy, lovy, long, long timennLittle girl next door