Brother Jack - Older Vinyl Lyrics

Sitting in your living room
Listening to old vinyl records play
We'll get up and practice our dancing moves
As we so often have a tendency to do
As the records spin around
I put my hands on the small of your back
With a pop, and a crack, a hiss, and a kiss
It goes something like this
Warm soft light coming from the lamp in the corner
I will hold you tight
Music is soft and low but it's pounding in my head
I will hold you tight
Spinning across the carpet with your hands on my shoulders
I'll hold you tight, did I mention I'd hold you tight
Oh, this is home
Oh, this is home
It's been so long since we heard that old song
We've been too busy just running around
It's Friday night, the kids are in bed, you're dozing in your chair
I whisper softly, do you remember how it goes
As the record spins around
I put my hands on the small of your back
With a pop, and a crack, a hiss, and a kiss
It goes something like this
Warm soft light coming from the lamp in the corner
I will hold you tight
Music is soft and low but it's pounding in my head
I will hold you tight
Spinning across the carpet with your hands on my shoulders
I'll hold you tight, did I mention I'd hold you tight
Oh, this is home
Oh, this is home
Oh, this is home