That's My Right

I guess you don't feel like calling Maybe I feel the same I heard your fog yellow fingers On the back window pane Down the Sav La Mar Highway Hang a left on Love Lane There's a gingerbread huntress And desire is still her name She says such sweet things Gives me some kind of reason to stay Wild flowers sweet as kisses Only drive me further away If I want to say I love her If I want to say goodbye If I want to leave our loving home behind Sugar that's my right I know I never call you I know I am to blame If you don't ever want to Look my way again Don't play on guilt now I won't wear that, not today I'll strip you bare from the bone Leave you nothing left to play with I still love you right Make love all night Feeling good inside