Feather Bed

Lyrics

I love fast cars and fancy ladies Especially when they're painted red I love the window that shows star-shine And makin' love in a feather bed I love that Louisiana hot sauce And fat girls who don't wear jeans I love the wind when it blows dresses And I love all that's to be seen My mind is reelin' From all of the feelin' Of just plain bein' alive Baby I love you There's nothin' above you And there won't be 'til I die I love to sip Kentucky boomer Or North Dakota Stanford juice I love to dancе on when the music Winds me up and turns mе loose I love the girls who wear lace undies Italian oranges and brown bread The golden days of rock 'n' rollin' And makin' love in a feather bed