Friday, September 25, 2009


Tonight I’ll make him remember
The woman he fell for so long ago
No work or phone or children
Tonight we’ll take everything slow
I cooked up his favorite meal
And put on my little black dress
The champagne is chilling on ice
I kicked out the worry and stress
Tonight we won’t talk about housework,
His mother, the dog or the bills
Tonight we’ll relax on the deck
And do whatever comes to mind that we feel.
Tonight there’s no time table for us
We do not have anywhere to be
Tonight is the night that I’m making
Time just for my man and me.

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