| Well, the bigger the city, well, the brighter the lights, | 
| The bigger the dog, well, the harder the bite. | 
| I don’t know where you been last night | 
| But I’m thinkin', mama, you ain’t doin' right. | 
| Say, I know a little, | 
| I know a little 'bout it, | 
| I know a little, | 
| I know a little 'bout it. | 
| I know a little 'bout love, | 
| baby, I can guess the rest. | 
| Well, I don’t read that daily news | 
| 'cause it ain’t hard to figure why people gets the blues. | 
| If they can’t dig what they can’t use, | 
| If they’d stick to themselves they’d be much less abused. | 
| Say, I know a little, | 
| Lord, I do know a little 'bout it, | 
| I know a little, | 
| I know a little 'bout it. | 
| I know a little 'bout love, | 
| baby, I can guess the rest. | 
| Well, you want me to be your only man. | 
| Said, listen, mama, did you all I can. | 
| Do right, baby, by your man. | 
| Don’t worry, mama, teach you all I can. | 
| Say, I know a little, | 
| Lord, I know a little 'bout it, | 
| I know a little, | 
| I know a little 'bout it. | 
| I know a little 'bout love | 
| and baby, I can guess the rest. | 
| Well, I know a little 'bout love. | 
| Baby, I want your best. |