Layin round home, with the ballgame on
feeling fairly fine
Blackberry Jam is cookin in the pan
and the jam and the cook are mine
I like my honey from the hives of home
and berrys from my own vine
I like to get my lovin', while i got it on my mind
My dog is a sleep at my bare feet
it's a good day for layin around
Just her and me on a saturdee
Everybodys gone to town
We've been workin hard and she gets tired
That puts me in a bind
Cause' I like to get my lovin', while i got it on my mind
Then she looks at me and I can see
That old familar look
And the jam is sweet as she lowers the heat
To give it time to cook
Then I lock the door and across the floor
To my queen of womankind
yeah I like to get my lovin', while i got it on my mind
Now boys dont you be ramblin' free
And leavin your girls to cry
Cause the nights are cold and there aint no gold
That'll ever satisfy
And there aint no joy that'll come to you boys
Like the kind I know that's mine
Then I go right on in there and love her
while i got it on my mind
I like to get my lovin', while i got it on my mind