Light it up      We've been a little more than just friends   And in most cases that's just where it ends   But I took the time to stoke up your flame      Can I get a witness to back up my claim?   Now, I'm standin' so close to your fire   If I say that I've quit ya, you can call me a liar      Now, we've been a little more than just friends   And where we go now, I guess that depends   If I get myself caught up in your scene      Black hair, black coffee and hard nicotine   I can't sleep, I can't eat   Need you to hold my hand, so I can cross the street      Oh yeah, she's all that   Oh yeah, she's all that   Sugar in my coffee   Oh yeah, makes me mean      Oh yeah, she's all that   Oh yeah, she's all that   I'm her silver dollar   She's my slot machine      Oh yeah, she's all that   Oh yeah, she's all that   Oh yeah, why I call her   Tina, my nicotine      We've been a little more than just friends   And where we go now, I guess that depends      Oh yeah, she's all that   Oh yeah, she's all that   Sugar in my coffee   Oh yeah, makes me mean      Oh yeah, she's all that   Oh yeah, she's all that   She's my V8 motor   I'm her gasoline      Oh yeah, she's all that   Oh yeah, she's all that   I'm her silver dollar   She's my slot machine      Oh yeah, she's all that   Oh yeah, she's all that   Oh yeah, why I call her   Tina, my nicotine      Nicotine   My nicotine   Oh yeah, she's a      Yeah, she is   Yeah, she is