I don't think it's necessarily about sex. It's about wanting to start the day with some love and affection. Maybe a warm cuddle. I'm not alone in interpreting it that way! For example:
"'Just a Little Lovin’ is a timeless country song originally recorded by Eddy Arnold in 1954. The song, written by Eddie Miller and Jimmy Campbell, explores the delicate nuances of love and showcases Arnold’s emotive vocals. It delves into the universal theme of love and how even the smallest gesture of affection can have a profound impact on our lives." https://oldtimemusic.com/the-meaning-behind-the-song-just-a-little-lovin-by-eddy-arnold/
(are you ready,or what?)
so here i come
save ya passengers from this critical-minded messenger.
right in front of ya eyes
u see me standin wit da mic in da right hand,
ain´t that aight,man (come on!!)
5 bucks entry and da drinks aren´t 4 free
the bartender´s trippin´and ya girl is lookin´at me
typical - tropical heat...chewin´gum on ya seat...
yeah,this happening sukks,yes indeed.
tell me, what´s da reason,yo,
why do u came ? why do ya blame ?
the band is giving everything.
oh,now u say that it´s 2 loud...
do u think that it is silent when u shout?
tell me,why da fukk r u here?(oh yeah..)
you wanna criticize me?
yeah,i can feel it in the air...
adrenaline is risin,homes,yo...
ya anger is my air 2 breathe, and i can feel it in my bones...
pay 4 fame (...it´s da stikk-up-stukk-up-stikk-up-kid...)
fight,fight,fight,fight me!
drink no champagne!
(it´s a stikk up,yo,it´s a stikk up!it´s a stikk-up,yo,it´s a stikk-up....it´s a stikk-up,fukk!!)
yo,I hear ya screamin´4 payback,bitch,but i have 2 disapoint u ,
cuz i dont swing tec´s or baseballbats...
so i guess ya skills gotta be the weapon 2 choose 4 u,
and i won´t explain da rules 2 times 4 u...
wake up early,son,first come-first serve...
speak your shit,but always keep something in reserve.
the crowd wants 2 be entertained...
so what´cha gonna be,b-boy? A b-boy or a stain????
pay 4 fame (...it´s da stikk-up-stukk-up-stikk-up-kid...)fight,fight,fight,fight me.
drink no champagne! (it´s a stikk up,yo,it´s a stikk up,it´s a stikk-up,yo it´s a stikk-up,it´s a stikk-up,boy!!....)
so here i come
save ya passengers from this critical-minded messenger.
right in front of ya eyes
u see me standin wit da mic in da right hand,
ain´t that aight,man (come on!!)
5 bucks entry and da drinks aren´t 4 free
the bartender´s trippin´and ya girl is lookin´at me
typical - tropical heat...chewin´gum on ya seat...
yeah,this happening sukks,yes indeed.
tell me, what´s da reason,yo,
why do u came ? why do ya blame ?
the band is giving everything.
oh,now u say that it´s 2 loud...
do u think that it is silent when u shout?
tell me,why da fukk r u here?(oh yeah..)
you wanna criticize me?
yeah,i can feel it in the air...
adrenaline is risin,homes,yo...
ya anger is my air 2 breathe, and i can feel it in my bones...
pay 4 fame (...it´s da stikk-up-stukk-up-stikk-up-kid...)
fight,fight,fight,fight me!
drink no champagne!
(it´s a stikk up,yo,it´s a stikk up!it´s a stikk-up,yo,it´s a stikk-up....it´s a stikk-up,fukk!!)
yo,I hear ya screamin´4 payback,bitch,but i have 2 disapoint u ,
cuz i dont swing tec´s or baseballbats...
so i guess ya skills gotta be the weapon 2 choose 4 u,
and i won´t explain da rules 2 times 4 u...
wake up early,son,first come-first serve...
speak your shit,but always keep something in reserve.
the crowd wants 2 be entertained...
so what´cha gonna be,b-boy? A b-boy or a stain????
pay 4 fame (...it´s da stikk-up-stukk-up-stikk-up-kid...)fight,fight,fight,fight me.
drink no champagne! (it´s a stikk up,yo,it´s a stikk up,it´s a stikk-up,yo it´s a stikk-up,it´s a stikk-up,boy!!....)
Lyrics submitted by suBStratE
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