Lay Your Body Down

It's 82 degrees, ten-thirty

Full moon spinning round and round

Why do I get the feeling you're messing with me?

Come on, baby, lay your body down

We've been passing like dancers in the night

Our feet they barely touch the ground

I want to see you undressing for me

Come on, baby, lay your body down

I see your skin shimmering

In the pale moon light

Is it such a sin

For me to want to hold you

Through the night?

It's 81 degrees, eleven-thirty

Sweet smell of honey suckle abounds

Santa Ana wind blowing your shirt wide open

Come on, baby, lay your body down

I see your skin shimmering

In the pale moon light

Is it such a sin

For me to want to hold you

Through the night?

It's 80 degrees, twelve-thirty

Crickets are too tired to make a sound

I hear your heart's soft beat

As our lips meet

Come on, baby, lay your body down

© 2010 Britta Lee Shain