Velvet chains softly hold me Keep me from strayin' to another one's arms Locked in your love I will remain I don't wanna be free from your velvet chains
I just might take to leavin' in the middle of a night And I might not be here in the morning light But I'll never stop loving you, loving you I might
Sitting up here in this New York townhouse Decorated in grays and blues and everybody knows Love won't grow for a cactus and a rose When that old wild
Steppin' out steppin' high, step on back check my stride I'm ready for anything come Saturday night Got my two-tones on, the dance floor's their home
Ah, my daddy wore a Stetson and a hundred dollar suit Developed a cravin' for the black man's blues At five point sturdy, knew his way 'round the tables
I never intended to even know your name Except for the woman waitin' at home Involved in the same, I've always been true except for you Not even a one
I've seen men look at before And they think, I don't see them I'd like to think it makes me proud But, I'm only.. fooling me I know she'll be lookin'
What do we call it now? It isn't marriage anymore Call it new and different It's not the way it was before Out of all the words to choose from There'
Today, I heard the awful news Someone told the gospel truth Said, you've been runnin' 'round With a stranger who just hit town He's got a black mustache
You'd never know by looking We were ever more than strangers But, we're celebrating ten years Of wedded bliss She made the rounds as usual While, I sit
The band just stopped playing They're sweeping the floor The bartender's asking "Who wants one more?" And your head's on my shoulder And Lord, I'm feeling
Every day I tell myself, it's temporary That it's only 'cause she's young That makes her want another man Even though she makes me feel unnecessary I'
I can almost see me now In Acapulco I can almost feel the breeze That makes the palm trees sway The motion of the ocean In the bottle Says loving her
An empty glass That last cigarette It's closing time And I'm drunk again But somehow I'll make it home And cry myself to sleep That's how my day ends
Are you feelin' the same way Thinkin' 'bout me everyday? Do you hurt the way that I do Baby, I'm in love with you When I'm sleepin' by myself at night
You can't save me from myself You can't save her You're lucky if you save yourself Do yourself a favor
It's a custom made afternoon With shrinking hands I can't keep to myself Springtime...Saturday Perfect in an easy way And it's a customary sin For angels
Loaded tongue and dirty fingers Queen of her mother's house Come step outside feeling full moon high Let's see what we can live without Fix an eye to