she walks around late at night
in my old allman brothers t-shirt
and not much else
there's a hint of her perfume
in the air
she lets her hair dry
all by itself
then she shits down next to me and paints her toes
and asks me why i'm staring
she knows what she does to me
all the little things set fire to my soul
and i love that girl
and i go out of my way
to find a way every day
to make sure she knows
i might call to say
how's your day?"