Tuesday, February 1, 2011

With the Lights On

I was thinking when you come in
I'm in the kitchen
Making something
With the lights on

I was thinking when you come in
I'm wearing a muscle shirt
And my black jeans
And I'm barefoot
With the lights on

I was thinking when you come in
I'm playing music
Sam Cooke or something
And I'm doing bad dancing
And burning whatever I'm cooking
And you throw the keys on the counter
And come up behind me
With the lights on

I was thinking you're working too hard
And you think I don't see you
That I forgot how hot the girl I married is
And every night you come home
And I'm in bed
So all I get to see
Is you taking off your clothes in the dark

Well tonight, I'd like to
If I may
See you do that
With the lights on

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