A little cash, baby, ain't no drag
Heaven in the little things
Lebanese Hash in a little clear bag
Heaven in the little things
Heaven
Heaven
Heaven in the little things
Heaven
Heaven
Heaven in the little things
I got a girl, she like the simple life
Heaven in the little things
Well, I ain't dumb so I made her my wife
Heaven in the little things
Heaven
(Heaven)
Heaven
(Heaven)
Heaven in the little things
Heaven
(Heaven)
Heaven
(Heaven)
Heaven in the little things
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Jerry Lee Lewis and his Pumpin' Piana
Heaven in the little things
I want dessert with the cream and the banana
Heaven in the little things
Heaven
(Heaven)
Heaven
(Heaven)
Heaven in the little things
Heaven
(Heaven)
Heaven
(Heaven)
Heaven in the little things
Well, I rode my bike on down Harricott Hill
Oh, oh, yeah, yeah
Somebody said, "Mike, you gonna get yourself killed"
Ahhh...
Oh yeah!
Heaven
(Heaven)
Heaven
(Heaven)
Heaven in the little things
Heaven
(Heaven)
Heaven
(Heaven)
Heaven in the little things
That's right
That's right