I've got a grocer for my butter and bread,
I've got a butcher for the lamb in my stew,
I've got a landlord for that roof overhead;
But when it comes to lovin', I've gotta have you!
I've got a baker with a sweet jelly roll,
I've got an iceman and a laundry man, too,
I've got a deacon just for savin' my soul;
But when it comes to lovin', I've gotta have you!
When you and I get in a huddle
And we begin to cuddle;
Say, that ain't hay!
You're ev'rything that I desire,
Your kiss can start a fire,
Holy smoke, you take my breath away!
I've got the mornin' for my coffee and toast,
I've got the afternoon and plenty to do,
I've got the evenin' for the things I like most;
For, baby, that's the right time,
That's heavenly delight time,
A "mother, hold me tight," time,
Oh, daddy, when it's night time,
I've gotta have you,
Nobody but you!
