Every day I love him a little bit more
A little bit more, a little bit more
Every day I love him just a little bit more
And he loves me the same

Every day I love her a little bit more
A little bit more, a little bit more
Every day I love her just a little bit more
And she loves me the same

Baby if ya wanna get on, baby if ya wanna get off
It makes no sense at all, I saw red, I saw red, I saw red
One more secret lover that I shot dead

Every day I wake up, just a little bit more
Feelin' like a dog in the yard because it's just how we are

And every day I wonder if it's over
When I wake up I realize no it isn't, and break down the wall

You say it's black but I just can't believe you

And if I say it's white say I'm just trying to deceive you

And baby, I'm aware of the high and the low
And I'll be waiting for you in the middle, but I just lack control

Baby if ya wanna get low, baby if ya wanna get high
It makes no sense at all, I saw red, I saw red
One more secret lover that I shot dead

Girls don't go crazy, girls don't go crazy, oh girls don't crazy when the men use you

Women hold your men tight, if it makes you feel all right
It's your own life

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Writer(s): Barrington Levy, Bradley Nowell