Vicki Lawrence — The Light on the Back Porch Door

I turn down the covers and I smooth the satin sheets Pretending I don't do that for every man I meet And then I let my hair hand down and make myself smell pretty With that special kind of perfume That comes straight from New York City On the corner of Elm in the south side of town Take the second right past Shelby's Hardware Store There's a little white house where the curtains are drawn And a dim red light on the back porch door The streetlight on the corner shining circles on the floor The music from the Hi-Fi slowly drifting through the door Softly then I'll smile at you and take you by the hand For a while I'll make you know how good it is to be a man On the corner of Elm in the south side of town Take the second right past Shelby's Hardware Store There's a little white house where the curtains are drawn And a dim red light on the back porch door Now we lie here in the darkness and we share a cigarette Till it's time to turn and softly say goodnight with no regret I know there's people in this world, who'd say "It just ain't right" But there's no man who ever lived you'd trade places with tonight On the corner of Elm in the south side of town Take the second right past Shelby's Hardware Store There's a little white house where the curtains are drawn And a dim red light on the back porch door