Nineteen Hundred and Eighty Five

On no one left alive in nineteen hundred and eighty five will ever do
She may be right, she may be fine
She may get love but she won't get mine
'Cos I got youOh, I, oh, I
Well, I just can't enough of that sweet stuff
My little lady gets behindOn my mama, said the time would come
When I would find myself in love with you
I didn't think I never dreamed
That I would be around to see it all come trueWoah, I, oh, I
Well, I just can't get enough of that sweet stuff
My little lady gets behind