Don't It Make You Feel Good

I come down on ya mama

I'm right on time

Got a head full of sugar

Bed full of sleepin' wine

Ain't nothin' but good lovin'

On my mind

Yes it's fine, fine, fine

Lord, it's fine

Got a girl that can waddle

She's alright

Got a hardworkin' woman

She cook all night

Just close your eyes now girl

Hang on tight

Yes it's fine, fine, fine

No promises

No lies

Just lovin' 'till sunrise

Ain't nothin' to understand

Just a good lookin' woman

And a hard workin' man

Fine, fine, fine

Lord, it's fine

Don't he make it real good?

Don't he make it real good?

Yeah, yeah I feel good

Don't he make it real good?

Don't he make it real good?

Don't he make it real good?

Don't he make it real good?