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