My Woman's Good To Me

Your lips are warm and close to mine I know they taste like warm red wine And if I'd let myself go, I know I'd fall But someone waiting all alone By an lonely telephone And though I'd love to stay, I know I'll call 'Cause I Can't forget her No I Can't forget her No, no, no 'Cause my woman's good to me Her eyes are not as brown as yours Her lips are not as soft as yours And if kiss you, she'd probably never know But when tomorrow brings the sun I'll have to live with what I done And though I'd love to stay, I know I'll go 'Cause I Can't forget her No I Can't forget her No, no, no My woman's good to me My woman is good to me My woman's good to me