Sweet Love

(álbum: Jasper County - 2005)

Summer breeze easing back the curtains in my bedroom.
Ceiling fan stirring up the heat of the afternoon.
I'm putting on my lipstick, my ruby red lipstick...
Nice an' thick, baby.

It ain't the getting, it's the wishin';
It ain't the catching, it's the fishing.
Anticipation got me waiting for your sweet love, baby.
Sweet love.

Cotton sheets out there on the line, swinging to and fro.
Clawford tub drip, drip, drip, ah, honey, nice an' slow.
I'm putting on my new dress,
My pretty new blue, blue dress, oh yes!

It ain't the getting, it's the wishin';
It ain't the catching, it's the fishing.
Anticipation got me waiting for your sweet love, darling.
Sweet love.

Let's get your whispers, honey, tangled up with mine.
Hurry on over an' just take your sweet, sweet time.
Oooh.

[Instrumental break]

(Take your time, baby.)

It ain't the catching, it's the reachin';
It ain't the Heaven, it's the preaching.
Anticipation got me waiting.

It ain't the getting, it's the wishin';
It ain't the catching, baby, it's the fishing.
Anticipation got me waiting for your sweet love, baby. (Sweet, sweet love.)
Sweet love.

Sweet love, darling.
Mmm, mmm, mm.

Summer breeze, straight through my cotton sheets.
Mmm, mmm, mmm, sweet.
Oh, you can leave your hat on baby.
Sweet, love. (Sweet, sweet love.)

[To fade]