That's My Right

I guess you don't feel like calling

Maybe I feel the same

I heard your fog yellow fingers

On the back window pane

Down the Sav La Mar Highway

Hang a left on Love Lane

There's a gingerbread huntress

And desire is still her name



She says such sweet things

Gives me some kind of reason to stay

Wild flowers sweet as kisses

Only drive me further away



If I want to say I love her

If I want to say goodbye

If I want to leave our loving home behind

Sugar that's my right



I know I never call you

I know I am to blame

If you don't ever want to

Look my way again



Don't play on guilt now

I won't wear that, not today

I'll strip you bare from the bone

Leave you nothing left to play with



I still love you right

Make love all night

Feeling good inside