There are barn doors And there are revolving doors Doors on the rudders of big ships We are revolving doors There are doors that open by themselves There are sliding doors And there are secret doors There are doors that lock And doors that don't

I'm going back to my roots Another day, another door Another high, another low Rock bottom, rock bottom, rock bottom I know it's gotta go like this, I know Hell will always come before you grow Trouble found me, trouble found me Don't throw stones at me

Tonight's the night It's gonna be alright 'Cause I love you girl Ain't nobody gonna stop us now Stay away from my window Stay away from my back door too Disconnect the telephone line Relax baby and draw that blind Kick off your shoes and sit right down

We don't gotta leave this room Even if we never walk out that door For you to leave me wanting more You don't have to get dressed up for me tonight Girl don't get me starin' at you You look good in any light I know it's seven o'clock And know I've

Nobody, nobody but you, nobody but you Nobody but you, single I nobody but Keep it for me, keep it for me I been tryna tell you "Come down," "Come down, summer's over, come down" You say that I never come 'round Yeah, met you in Texas I left you in Texas

Peeping round the door I got a big surprise Couldn't see a thing but open skies They've taken her away where is she now Wish that she was here wish she'd hold my hand Maybe she could laugh maybe understand Why was I so cruel where is she now Acting like

It's hard to say it Time to say it Good bye, good bye Every memory of lookin' out the back door I have the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor Every memory of walkin' out the front door I found the photo of the person I was lookin' for Look at

We're gonna pitch a wang dang doodle all night long Tell automatic slim Tell razor totin' jim Tell butcher knife totin' annie Tell fast talkin' fanny Tonite we're gonna pitch a ball Down to that union hall Gonna romp and tromp 'till midnite We're gonna

Sumthin' for nuthin' Foolish bride call me up, beg to scratch her itch Rich old man got the needle, slipped and dropped a stitch Name the time, name the price leave you door unlocked I'll bring a toy guaranteed to put the spring in your shock Gigolo

But I can guarantee There'll be no knock on the door I come from downtown Born ready for you And grace, too He said I'm fabulously rich C'mon just let's go She kinda bit her lip Geez, I don't know I'm total pro that's what I'm here for