The way her lip curls when she talks
It's what she will and what she won't
She makes me breakfast in between
When she can't, it's the way she tries
It's the way her arms warm me like whiskey
The way she whispers baby
She wraps herself around me
The way she holds onto me
All night, all night, all night
It's the way she shivers in my hands
The way she tells me only I can
It's all right what she will
What she do and what she don't
She's all right, what she will
What she will and what she won't