Lyrics:

She walks around late at nightIn my old Allman Brothers t-shirtAnd not much elseThere's a hint of her perfumeIn the air, she lets her hair dryAll by itselfThen she shits down next to me and paints her toesAnd asks me why I'm staring(Chorus:)She knows what she does to meAll the little things set fire to my soulAnd i love that girl, and i go out of my wayTo find a way every dayTo make sure she knowsI might call to say, 'How's your day?'Or stop off at the ChevromAnd buy a roseI might save a little cash from my checkAnd get that dressShe thought she'd have to sewI'll make her a card and scratch out wordsAnd still not get it right(Chorus)She knows what she does to meAll the little things that set fire to my soulAnd I love that girl, and I go out of my wayTo find a way every dayTo make sureTo make damn sure she knowsOoh...