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Little Devil
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
John Michael Montgomery
John Michael Montgomery
Lead Vocals
Michael Rhodes
Michael Rhodes
Bass
Larry Franklin
Larry Franklin
Fiddle
Kirk "Jelly Roll" Johnson
Kirk "Jelly Roll" Johnson
Harmonica
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Blair Daly
Blair Daly
Songwriter
Danny Orton
Danny Orton
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
John Michael Montgomery
John Michael Montgomery
Producer
Byron Gallimore
Byron Gallimore
Producer
Erik Lutkins
Erik Lutkins
Assistant Mixing Engineer
John Kunz
John Kunz
Vocal Recording Engineer
Jason Gant
Jason Gant
Assistant Mixing Engineer
David Bryant
David Bryant
Assistant Recording Engineer
Julian King
Julian King
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Come on, sugar, take off your sneakers Come on, baby, let down your hair I wanna see what's behind those glasses I gotta know what's under there Don't worry about what your mama told ya Don't worry about what your friends might say Slide over here and let me kiss and hold you Time for you to come out and play Come on, little angel Won't you be my little devil tonight? Come on, little angel Won't you be my little devil tonight? I got a batch of margaritas, a jacuzzi in the back Clapton on the radio, how about that? We could build a fire, yeah, we could go nuts Dancing all around 'til the sun comes up I know a place between here and heaven We could cut loose and come undone Ain't nothin' wrong with a little livin' The day is gone but the night's still young Come on, little angel Won't you be my little devil tonight? Come on, little angel Won't you be my little devil tonight? I got a batch of margaritas, a jacuzzi in the back Clapton on the radio, how about that? We could build a fire, yeah, we could go nuts Dancing all around 'til the sun comes up This can be our little secret We don't have to tell no one So come on, little angel Won't you be my little devil tonight? Come on, little angel Won't you be my little devil tonight? I got a batch of margaritas, a jacuzzi in the back Clapton on the radio, how about that? We could build a fire, yeah, we could go nuts Dancing all around 'til the sun comes up Until the sun comes up A little devil Little devil
Writer(s): Neil Sedaka, Howard Greenfield Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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