Lover

(album: Brownsville Station - 1977)

Alright, darling
C'mon!

Woman, you're supernatural
And I can be satisfactual
I'm begging you, baby, don't turn me from your door

I said, you're long, low and you're built for speed
A firecracker, mama, that's what I need
I got eyes to make it
I just can't shake it
No more

Woah, woah
I said, baby, well let me be your lover
Baby, well let me be your man

Woah, woah
I said, baby, well let me be your lover
I said, baby, well let me be your man

Woman, you're a Georgia pistol
And I know you're a real fistful
And I ain't the first to come a knocking on your door
I'm the motor city loving hootchie coochie man
Gonna hold ya down can't ya understand
I got eyes that make it
I just can't shake it no more

Woah, woah
I said, baby, well let me be your lover
Baby, well let me be your man

Woah, woah
Baby, well let me be your lover
Baby, well let me be your man

Baby, well let me be your lover

Baby, well let me be your man

Be your man
I said, baby I said, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby

Baby, well let me be your lover

I said, baby, well let me be your man

Alright, darling
Said, baby, well let me be your lover
I said, babe, I said, babe, well let me be your man
Be your man
Said, baby, well let me be your lover
I said a, baby, baby, baby, baby, let me be your man

I said, baby, let me be your lover
Baby, let me be your man