You’d Be So Nice to Come Home To
You'd be so nice to come home to
You'd be so nice by the fire
You'd be all that I could desire.
Under stars chilled by the
winter
Under an August moon burnin' above
You'd be so nice, you'd be paradise
To come home to and love.
You'd be so nice to come home to
You'd be ever so nice to park shoes
by the fire
You'd be all that I could desire.
And under stars chilled by the
wintertime
Under an August moon burnin' above
You'd be so nice, you’d be a lot
more than paradise
To come home to and love.
And love …
And love …
Let’s make love.
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