Floor of the Liquor Store

Muscular legs stompin' out the boulevard

Muscular face and lips about a mile large

Pluckin' out a leaf from a tree as she passes by

I touch greenery a lot when I walk, she's a lot like me

LET'S MAKE LOVE

ON THE FLOOR OF THE LIQUOR STORE

IN BETWEEN THE PINBALL,

ICE CREAM,

MAGAZINES AND

CUSTOMERS

LET'S MAKE LOVE

After a while, on a street called Vine

There she is again, standin' in a check-out line

She's buyin' my brand (and that's generic)

With a store-bought tan (but I'm not allergic)

Looks at me as if to say, "Love is just a beer away."

(Love is just a beer away)

LET'S MAKE LOVE

ON THE FLOOR OF THE LIQUOR STORE

IN BETWEEN THE PINBALL,

ICE CREAM,

MAGAZINES AND

CUSTOMERS

LET'S MAKE LOVE