On no one ever left alive in Nineteen Hundred and Eighty-Five will ever donShe may be rightnShe may be finenShe may get love, but she won't get mine cause I've got younOh, InOh, InWell I just can't get enough of that sweet stuff my little ladies get's behindnnOn my momma said the time would come when I would find myself in love with younI didn't thinknI never dreamednThat I would be around to see it all come truenWoah, InOh, InWell I just can't get enough of that sweet stuff, my little lady gets behind