Making Love (At the Dark End of the Street)

Lyrics

I'd just like to take a little of your time here To talk about two words that folks always like to use They always talk about making love Yeah, making love But have you ever sit down to think about Everything that's got life in it likes to make love? Did you know that? Why, horses like to make love Cows like to make love And mosquitoes like to make love And human beings like to make love But now, it's one thing about them horses Cows, mosquitoes and things When they get ready to make love I don't care where they at, they make love right there Don't make no difference where they at But now, we human beings, we just a little bit different from that Some of us that's got a lotta money We like to go way up in an airplane somewhere and make love And then there are those of us Who like to wait 'til Sunday afternoon And then we go way out on a boat in the water somewhere And make love Oh, but children, there are those of us Who ain't never had nothin' Ain't got nothin' now And don't ever expect to get a doggone thing So what we like to do We like to get ourselves about fifty cent worth of gas And we like to drive way down a country road somewhere Oh, and children, we like to make love on the back seat of a car, children Ha-ha-ha Oh, but maybe one of the sad things about making love is that Folks like to slip around Oh, you know, I know some men that's got some good women Women that'll stay at home all the long week And don't worry about goin' nowhere While the man just runs around with every Mary-Jane and Sue he can find Off somewhere making love But children, men are not the only ones that like to slip around Why, women like to slip around, too How many times have you heard some women sittin' down talkin' And you hear one's tell the rest of them? She said "I sure wish he'd stay at home sometime 'Cause I'm tired of him followin' me around everywhere I go" She wants to slip around so she can make love Well, I tell you It makes no difference if you came from the city It don't matter if you came from the country And some of you out there under the sound of my voice May have come from the suburbs But I'd like to suggest to you one of the best places I know That you can go to make love And that place is At the dark end of the street That's where we always meet Hiding in the shadows where we'd all be alone Living in darkness, oh Lord, behind on our own One day, they're gonna find us Oh, they're gonna catch us somewhere Don't let 'em find us Oh, I know they're gonna find us one day It may, it may not be long It may be sooner than we think But I know they gonna find us Somewhere at the dark end of the street