In For The Night کے بول

Snuggle with me mama like you used to Weather's kind of cold, but I don't care Slip off your old red flannel nightgown Getting to feel like fall Hey we're a fallen pair Well there's a bluebird Flying home to Mobile Camping in your cornfield for a while Seems he just backed into a square meal And he's in for the night See that fine yellow moon a rising Through the frost along the window pane All of your shooting stars Are in the wrong direction Well I love you darling But you just seem to change Strut with me mama like you used to Weather's kind of cold, but I don't care Slip off your old red flannel nightgown Getting to feel like falling with a fallin' fare