Foot of Her Bed

Ooh, ooh

Well, oh, was it always so slow

I'm not sure where that timing goes

So, yeah, now you know

All my ways, what else

Can these old lips say

But oh

How they whimper and try

Well, I know something's

Here between you and I

Well I always wondered instead

If life wouldn't be better here

At the foot of your bed

Ooh, ooh

Well, oh how

I whimper and wail

Well you know

I'm not much more than a shell

Well so much, baby

Has already been said

Well, you can find me living off the land

Oh, here at the foot of your bed