My House

My house, My house, My house, My house
I'm a brick house with a good fence. Not much from the street I guess.
Inside it's a tardice with a good view through the curtains. (aahhh)
The ancestors are on the wall. (Mother) Mother's on the mantle.
Door bell that you can ring but not everyone is getting in.
Coz talking is easy and words are just things that we say. (aaahhh)
So don't be surprised if I don't let you in right away. (aaahhh)
In my house (hooouse), My house (hooouse)
My house (hooouse) My house (houuuuse)
Shoes off put your slippers on. More plush than the Hilton.
Lets drink tea in the garden it's lush life we're livin in. (Aahaa)
You're welcome if you want to stay. (Aahaa) It's not a one night kinda place
It's your key if you understand what you hold in your hand.
Beware of the dog who comes out when there might be a fight. (aaahhh)
He'll lighten up when he finds your intentions are right. (aaahhh)
In my house, My house, My house, In My house
My house, my door, my heart you're entering
My house my arms, my hands and fingerprints.
My love, my all, my good and my bad.
My house, my house (aaaahhh)
In my house, My house, My house, Is My house "