Kate Bush - In The Warm Room

In the warm room
Her perfume reaches you.
Eventually you`ll fall for her.
Down you`ll go
To where the mellow wallows.

In the warm room
She`ll touch you with your Mamma`s hand.
You`ll long to kiss those red lips,
But when you do
It`ll feel like kicking a habit.

She`ll tell you that she`ll stay,
So you`d better barricade the way out.
She`ll tell you she`s true.
She`ll tell you she loves you.
She`s waiting in that warm room.

In the warm room
She prepares to go to bed.
She`ll let you watch her undress,
Go places where
Your fingers long to linger.

In the warm room
You`ll fall into her like a pillow.
Her thighs are soft as marshmallows.
Say hello
To the soft musk of her hollows.

She`ll tell you that she`ll stay,
So you`d better barricade the way out.
She`ll tell you she`s true.
She`ll tell you she loves you.
She`s waiting in that warm room.

In the warm room.

She`s waiting in that warm room