You're the Violin
Some beat me like a drum.Some stroke me like a guitar.Some shake me like a tambourine.Some beat me into the wall.In the song of my lifeBaby, you're the violin.
Some blow me like a horn.Some slide me like a trombone.Some smoke me like a tuba dude.Some cut me like a saxophone.In the song of my lifeBaby, you're the violin.
When you touch me like you touch me.Don't it feel like a summer breeze.When you lay down in my lonely soul, ya.It brings me to my knees.Think I'm makin' love to you,Sweet Baby, Ya.
When you touch me like you touch me.Well, don't it feel like a summer breeze.When you lay down in my lonely soul, ya.It brings me to my knees.Think I'm makin' love to youSweet Baby, Ya.
Some beat me like a drum.Some stroke me like a guitar.Sh-sh-sh-shake me like a tambourine.Some beat me into the wall.In the song of my life,Baby, you're the violin.In the song of my life...Baby, you're the violin.