Little Son of a Gun

It's oh, oh, oh, oh, you son-of-a-gun
Think what you've done, think what you've done
You messed around and made me love you
I think more of you, every day in every way
Oh, you little, little son-of-a-gun
Look what you've done to me
With your ways like a baby, you drive me crazy
Oh, oh, you son-of-a-gun

And it's oh, you little son-of-a-gun
Why don't you love me? I've always been good to you
You messed around and made me love you
I think more of you, every day in every way
Oh, you little, little son-of-a-gun
Look what you've done to me
With your ways, how you drive me crazy
Oh, oh, you son-of-a-gun

And it's oh, oh, oh, oh, you son-of-a-gun
Look what you done done, think what you've done
You messed around and made me love you
I think more of you, every way and every day
Oh, you little, little son-of-a-gun
Think what you've done to me
With your ways like a baby, you drive me crazy
Oh, oh, you son-of-a-gun

And it's oh, oh, oh, oh, you son-of-a-gun
I've always loved you, why don't you love me?
You messed around and made me love you
I think more of you, every day in every way
Oh, you little, little son-of-a-gun
Think what you've done to me
With your ways like a baby, you drive me crazy
Oh, oh, you son-of-a-gun