Из альбома: Nashville Mirrors
There's nothin' I like any better than turnin' the lights down low
Turnin' the covers back and lettin' all of our feelin' show
My favorite room is the bedroom my favorite time is night
My favorite place is in your arms nothin' lovin' and holdin' you tight
But our love is more than a bedroom thing
It strats there but it don't stop there it's an old and compassing thing
You're a fantastic woman in the kitchen a dynamite lady in the den
You're a hell of a lover in the bedroom but our love is more than a bedroom thing
So much more more than a bedroom thing
[ guitar ]
Sometimes I get high just a sittin' and talkin' to you
Laughin' at the things we done and plannin' the thing we goin' to do
Your fingers touchin' my body your eyes touchin' my soul
Your kisses leading me back to the room where the waters of passion flow
But our love is more