From the recording How To Make A Dime
A blues rock song about an extraordinary amorous encounter
Lyrics
She took me back to her place
It was more like a palace
Silk, satin, leather and lace
Las Vegas with a dollop of Dallas
Champagne, cocaine,
They didn't have a thing on this
Something so special drivin' me insane
A precious treasure overflowing with bliss
She had a soft brown velvet pillow box
One like I ain't never seen
Nightgown, Knee socks,
And nothin' in between
She lay me down by the fire
On a giant bearskin rug
Eyes filled with pure desire
Heart filled with a lustful love
Fine wine, moonshine,
They didn't have a thing on this
A taste that clearly nearly blew my mind
And all it took was just a little kiss
She had a soft brown velvet pillow box
One like I ain't never seen
Nightgown, Knee socks,
And nothin' in between
When I awoke next mornin'
I wondered if it was all a dream
Never felt this good before
Don't know if I ever will again
Kind bud, Mexican mud,
They didn't have a thing on this
A kind of high that really warmed my blood
Another taste is what I can't resist
She had a soft brown velvet pillow box
One like I ain't never seen
Nightgown, Knee socks,
And nothin' in between
She had a soft brown velvet pillow box
One like I ain't never seen
Nightgown, Knee socks,
And nothin' in between