Sunday Lover

Coltrane in the kitchen, this is what was missing

I been waiting to be touched like that

Pushing up against it, fingers on my skin

I feel 'em slipping down the small of my back

You're all that I desire, souls are catching fire

Won't you tell me what you want with your eyes

Sunday kinda lovin', I can't get enough

And, baby, I'm gon' take my sweet time

I will be what's best for you, babe

I can be the best for your body

I can be what's best for any body

I'm just tired of being without you

Flip it to the B side, throw me on the table

Let me rub my soul against yours

Put your hands on my hips, put your honey on my lips

I'ma climb on up and show you my world

Something's comin' over, losing all control and

I'm about to push us up to the edge

So kiss all of my curves, hang on every single word

Oh, honey, yeah, you heard what I said

I will be what's best for you, babe

I can be the best for your body

I can be what's best for any body

I'm just tired of being without you

I will be what's best for you, babe

I can be the best for your body

I can be what's best for any body

I'm just tired of being without you

Without you

Oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Without you

Oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

I feel your bones up against my own

Can't leave you weak, can't leave you all alone

I breathe you in, you breathe me out

I will be what's best for you, babe

I can be the best for your body

I can be what's best for any body

I'm just tired of being without you

I will be what's best for you, babe

I can be the best for your body

I can be what's best for any body

I'm just tired of being without you

Without you

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Without you

Oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Yeah

Oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Without you

Oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Without you