Lyrics

Let me tell you ‘bout a Sunday afternoon,
Well my baby and me, we were lovin in some hotel room,
Above-a Central Park.

I said “honey keep those shades up.”
She said “lover get those mothers down.”
She said “I’ve had about enough of that clown up on the 14th floor.”

And after it was midday sun, I turned to get some sleepin’ done.
She said “now go get yourself some of that sweet relief, oh sweet relief.”
She said “arouse me when you rouse me, come love me desperately.”

And after it was midday sun,I turned to get some sleepin’ done.
She said “now go get yourself some of that sweet relief, oh sweet relief.”
She said “arouse me when you rouse me.”
She said “my baby, well arouse me when you rouse me.”
She said “my honey, well arouse me when you rouse me, come love me desperately.”