Puttin' the Kids to Bed

I don’t got much things to say
You look so good to let the TV play
Putting the kids to bed
Putting the kids to bed
Unlock the door
I turn around
I look at you, baby
She threw her clothes on the ground
The mood is right
That lamp is low
I’ve got so much things that I just can’t control
Putting the kids to bed
Putting the kids to bed
I push the hair
Right from your face
Roses on the bed
Like we used to say
Putting the kids to bed
Putting the kids to bed
Putting the kids to bed