Well, my baby jokingly calls me yellow pages
She says everything she needs she can find in me
She can look right through me
And she can find the answer to each and anything her heart might seek
She'll tuck the kids in early
Slip on her sexy gown
Use her soft touch method
And gently lay me down
And let her fingers do the walking her body do the talking
And she'll possess me with her magic charm
Lord my thoughts will be racing my heart anticipating
As we make a loving memory in each other's arms
Well, every time she senses a need for yellow pages
She knows help is just a touch a way
So, she'll reach out and touch me, her faithful yellow pages
And start the perfect ending of the day
Well, she knows what she's looking for
She knows just what to do
She won't get a busy signal when she whispers, I love you
She'll let her fingers do the walking and her body do the talking
And she'll possess me with her magic charm
Lord my thoughts will be racing my heart anticipating
As we make a loving memory in each other's arms
As we make a loving memory in each other's arms