Lay, lady, lay
Lay across my big brass bed
Lay, lady, lay
Lay across my big brass bed
Whatever colors you have
In your mind
I'll show them to you
And you'll see them shine
Lay, lady, lay, lay across
My big brass bed
Stay, lady, stay
Stay with your man awhile
Until the break of day
Let me see you make him smile
His clothes are dirty, but his
His hands are clean
And you're the best thing
That he's ever seen
Stay, lady, stay
Stay with your man awhile
Why wait any longer for the world to begin?
You can have your cake and eat it too
Why wait any longer for the one you love
When he's standing in front of you?
Lay, lady, lay
Lay across my big brass bed
Stay, lady, stay
Stay while the night is still ahead
I long to see you in the morning light
I long to reach for you in the night
Stay, lady, stay
Stay while the night is still ahead

Hey bitch, I want to fuck you all night long

>>126802548 (OP)
i never sung in public or even really private before but one night found myself at a karaoke thing and the spirit moved me and i got up and did this number. i sounded exactly like his voice singing like a frog from the throat it came so natural and became the voice i use to this day. thanks Bob for never using it again to any success so only the remaining old heads with big record collections have any idea what i am doing. some smelly millennial chick (this was 20 year ago) said the next week 'there's that guy with the soul singer voice' and kept bugging me to do some motown tune but i blacked out drunk and came to with my semi hard cock in her ass beside the dumpster her high pitched dramatic shrieks of pleasure and bacne so repulsive that even the nig stealing my bike circled back around to return it.