~make it alright~
She got some fine kisses good-night, too.
She make it hard not to come home in the night time.
She make it easy for me to do the things I do.
She take her time when she makin' sweet love, yeah.
She hold me tight in the night like a child.
She got a heart that's beatin' for me,
yes I just wanna be
a drug in her veins runnin' wild.
(chorus:)
She's like a blues tune-
She simply takes away my blues.
Soft or tender-
Can't make her choose.
She make a dark day bright
Like a hard day's night.
My Angel of a night-light
She make it alright.
She got a soft little whisper fillin' up my ear.
She got a naughty little laughter that says it all.
She make the trouble and the pain
Wash away like the rain.
She gonna catch her little baby if ever he fall.
(chorus...)
This is the song that I've based my story on. Its written and performed by Tony Lucca, one of my favorite singers. He'll also come up in this story at some point. To check him out, visit his site at www.tonylucca.com
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