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