Bob Marley - Stir it up

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Stir it up, little darling, stir it up
Come on, baby, come on and stir it up, little darling, stir it up
It s been a long, long time
Since I ve got you on my mind
And now you are here
I say, it s so clear
To see what we can do, honey, just me and you
Come on and stir it up, little darling, stir it up
Come on baby, come on and stir it up, little darling, stir it up
I ll push the wood
I ll blaze your fire
Then I ll satisfy your heart s desire
Said I ll stir it, yeah, ev ry minute, yeah
All you got to do is keep it in, baby
And stir it up, little darling, stir it up
Come on and stir it up, ooh, little darling, stir it up, yeah
Oh, will you quench me while I m thirsty?
Come and cool me down when I m hot?
Your recipe, darling, is so tasty
And you sure can stir your pot
So stir it up, little darling, stir it up
Come on and stir it up, ooh, little darling, stir it up
Come on and stir it up, oh, little darling, stir it up
Little darling, stir it up
Come on and stir it up, little darling, stir it up

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