Gene Watson Slide Off Of Your Satin Sheets
What a beautiful mansion he built you
Splendid, Lord, you've got it wall to wall
And yet with all of that you're still not happy
'Cause every time he's gone I get your call
Slide off of your satin sheets
Slip into your long, soft mink
You know where to find my door
And I know what you're cryin' for
Slide off of your satin sheets
Slip into your long, soft mink
You know where to find my door
And I know what you're cryin' for
Baby, you once told me I was good for nothin'
And you couldn't live on dreams and crystal balls
His money buys you everything, but my lovin'
So I guess, I'm good for something after all
Slide off of your satin sheets
Slip into your long, soft mink
You know where to find my door
And I know what you're cryin' for
Slide off of your satin sheets
Slip into your long, soft mink
You know where to find my door
And I know what you're cryin' for
