for Starlight Dances
What’s your hurry? Take it slow.
We’ve got time, and don’t you know:
there’s no place else I’ve got to go;
take the phone off the hook for an hour or so.
No point rushing; we’ve got all night.
If it’s worth the doing, it’s worth doing right.
Let all those worries slip out of sight;
Relax, and don’t try to fight it …
Let me drive you a little bit crazy
with a love that’s smooth and a little bit lazy;
let’s lay back together and cruise a while —
you and me, country style.
What’s the hour? Who really cares?
Let’s slip off and head upstairs.
The neighbors need not even be aware
about our afternoon affair.
No point racing; it’s hot outside.
Let’s slow down and make it more a pleasure ride.
The rest of the world can stay in overdrive.
Why rip and run when it’s so fun to slide …
Let me drive you a little bit crazy
with a love that’s smooth and a little bit lazy;
let’s lay back together and cruise a while —
you and me, country style.
The work will always pile up, the calendar fill,
there’ll always be a dish to wash, an unpaid bill,
a mountain to be made out of a little ol’ hill;
but that can wait a little while. C’mon, let’s chill …
Let me drive you a little bit crazy
with a love that’s smooth and a little bit lazy;
let’s lay back together and cruise a while —
you and me, country style.
11 APR 2006
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