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 s***s down next to me and paints her toes
And asks me why I'm staring
(Chorus:)
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?"
Or stop off at the Chevrom
And buy a rose
I might save a little cash from my check
And get that dress
She thought she'd have to sew
I'll make her a card and scratch out words
And still not get it right
[Chorus:]
She knows what she does to me
All the little things that 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
To make damn sure she knows
Ooh...
