Lyrics

Living in a guest house Room is hot as hell There's a knockabout bed Where never do we dwell Don't mind the way the balcony sways Me and my baby like to live that way Living in a guest house Room is hot as hell! Breakfast, brunchin' We don't ever get hungry. We forgot lunch, Don't need food at our party! Dinner, supper, what do they mean? By the middle of the morning we're Dripping with the sweat, Of lovers who don't got nothin' And no regret! Middle of the afternoon in the shower, Red hot water running with a keen desire Middle of the morning we're dripping with the sweat! Breakfast, brunchin' We don't ever get hungry. We forgot lunch, Don't need food at our party! Dinner, supper, what do they mean? Back in our room, just sit here, sipping cider He said, don't you look pretty sitting in no attire But ain't that the way it's supposed to be If we were down in the jungle nothin' strange to see Back in our room, just sit here sippin' cider Breakfast, brunchin' We don't ever get hungry. We forgot lunch, Don't need food at our party! Dinner, supper, what do they mean?
Writer(s): Lanier Stephanie M Johnston Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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