Oh, guys, Dimples in your back at the bottom of your spine But I love them and leave And I won't let this little things out of love But if I do, it's you Always you they add up to I'm in love with you All these little things No You never love the sound of your voice On tape You never want to know how much you weigh Used leftist Squeeze into your jeans But you're perfect to me I won't let these little things out But if it's true it's you Oh, it's you They add up to love you Oh, little things God does the coward shot for you In everything you do They will Oh, yeah I came along I wrote a song for you No thanks.