Love Lyrics

Put some sweet satin sheet on a tender heat

Make it silent, make it sweet pour the sherry

Show him how your danse if he sleeps; kick his ass out!

The next day, call him back, poor lonely heart

Make him wait in the cold, three or four hours

If he' still here, believe me he's done.



Say those words and blink your eyes

Make your show, touch his hand

Make him laugh, let him quiver

Don't have any qualm


(Instrumental) :


If he' still here, believe me he's done.

For a week disappear from the neighbourhood

So he wonders where you are and finds you bizarre

If he' still here, believe me he's done.

Saturday ten o'clock give your better kiss

He'll be yours forever in the instant

Show him how you dance; believe me he's done



Say those words and blink your eyes

Make your show, touch his hand

Make him laugh, let him quiver

Don't have any qualm


Consume right here on the couch

With a glass of red wine and forget yourself

If you follow theses rules satisfaction guaranteed for everyone

Lo...ove (love, love, love, love, love, love,

Love, love, love, love, love, love)



Consume right here on the couch

With a glass of red wine and forget yourself

If you follow theses rules satisfaction guaranteed for everyone

Lo...ove...

Lo...ove

(Merci à ERIC MINAH pour cettes paroles)