Face Down in the Gutter of Your Love - Dent May

Only in the middle of the night

She drops me this line

We’re camping in and out of hotels

That suits me just fine

And we can even talk about him

Tell me this is not right

Honey I don’t mind

Drive up to a dim cafe

You know the drill

Two bottles of white wine

Hide out while the jukebox plays

Oh what a gloom now

Show me a good time

Face down in the gutter

Of your love

Face down in the gutter of your love

Face down in the gutter

Of your love

Face down in the gutter of your love

Never in the middle of the day

She treats me this way

High heels trample

On my coattails

That suits me O.K.

They don’t know the places I’ve been

Tangled in her long hair

Honey I don’t care

Drive up to a dim cafe

You know the drill

Two bottles of white wine

Hide out while the jukebox plays

Oh what a thrill now

Show me a good time

Face down in the gutter

Of your love

Face down in the gutter of your love

Face down in the gutter

Of your love

Face down in the gutter of your love

You can

Hit me on my cell phone anytime

I’m ready for you late night

You can

Climb in through my window anytime

I’m ready for you late night

You can

Call me any old time

Face down in the gutter

Of your love

Face down in the gutter of your love

Face down in the gutter

Of your love

Face down in the gutter of your love

Face down in the gutter

Of your love

Face down in the gutter of your love

Face down in the gutter of your love

Face down in the gutter of your love

Face down in the gutter of your love

Face down in the gutter of your love