(Chorus)
'Cause we live together,
'n we keep each other fed

She could come to me for trouble,
I could go to her for pain
But we keep it on the level,
'Cause that's what keeps us sane
Ah take me to the cleaner,
I would bring you to my bed, Yes Ma'am

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Glidin' down the hallway,
in all your secret clothes
Givin' me your private show,
of sensuary overload

Now we are ridin' to New Orleans,
on a cycle made of night
Howlin' at the moon,
we ball my firelight
When the evenin's over,
we would give each other head
That's what I said

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Step into my parlor, baby,
let me hear you sing
Come to me on golden wings
diamond rings and everything...

She make me coffee in the mornin',
bring it to my bed
In the evenin' give me whiskey,
with tea she fill me head
If she come to me for money,
I would give her back her bread
Ain't that love

(Chorus repeats)