Southern Manners

Well I can’t tell you why I left you
And I don’t quite know why I’m here
But nothing has moved my spirit
Since I saw you late last year
Every lover knows a reason
And every woman has felt the same
Although our minds record each heartache
A little lovin' can take away the pain
Hold me, hold me, hold me close
Caress my shoulders and my toes
Make forget what I can’t
Be my lover and my man
A man he gives you all you need
(ooo)
Some money to spend and a kiss when you please
(ooo)
When you’re broke down on the road
(ooo)
He’ll come on by and lighten your load
Well I guess I owe you something too
Well it seems you’ve finally come on through
And my southern manners do oblige
Won’t you come on over for a slice of pie?