Rushing home to see her smile,
it's a lazy night for two.
Finally through with freeway traffic,
exit 7th Avenue.
I see the light on,
I see the front porch,
I see your silhouette,
reaching for the door.
I'm yours,
I'm yours,
I'm yours
If you want me.
Mango tea and coca-cola,
there's a movie on the screen.
Little pad in Arizona,
with the person of my dreams.
I see the light on,
I see the front porch,
I see your silhouette,
reaching for the door.
I'm yours,
I'm yours,
I'm yours
If you want me.
If you want.