My line may sound a little funny
But I don’t want you thinking, honey
That I haven’t got any respect for you
I want more than just to make it with you;
Now you might think I’m a little crazy
You might even get the impression I’m lazy
But a man has to make a living
And I’ll only be taking as much as I’m giving.
Come on, come on over to me
Why don’t you
I promise
I’ll write a song about you;
Whatever you have inside of you
I’ll bring it all out
And lay it in front of you
When I write a song about you
I’ll write a song about you.
Well, boys come up all the time and call you a saint
It’s true, but they say it just to get into your pants
You’d be better off with me, I wouldn’t fool you
I’m telling you straight – I want to write a song about you;
But I can’t pull it out of a hat
It’s not as easy as that
I need inspiration, don’t you see
First you have to spend the night with me.
Come on, come on over to me
Why don’t you
I promise
I’ll write a song about you;
Whatever you have inside of you
I’ll bring it all out
And lay it in front of you
When I write a song about you
I’ll write a song about you.
(c) Satori Publishing, 2013.
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