Dr. Hook & the Medicine Show I Call That True
Love Lyrics:
(Shel Silverstein)

Ever' mornin' won't you you wake up early cook me
great big T-bone steak Serve it to me in bed go on
the street and hustle bring me back all the money
you make Won't you rub my body with sweet scented
oil, cool me with a 'lectric fan Run to the church
fall down on your knees say "Lord I wanna
thank you for that man"

And I'll call that true love, true and sweet That
ain't the kind of love I'm gettin' But baby that's
the kind of love I need

I wanna come home every evenin' to a great big
meal of wine and roasted pheasant I want you to
say to me "Ray, hey this is Susy, this is
Kay, I brought 'em both home to you for a
present" When "The Man" downs his
soul and find my stash, won't you tell 'em it
belongs to you And when you're sittin' in the slam
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tell all the other chickies when they get out they
should look me up too

And I'll call that true love, true and sweet That
ain't the kind of love I'm gettin' But baby that's
the kind of love I need

Some guy accuses me of foolin' with his wife
threatens to take me apart Points a gun at me, I
want you to jump in the middle and take the bullet
in your own heart And as you're lyin' on the floor
and dyin', I want you to look up at me and say
"Hey Ray I'm sorry I messed up your rug, just
roll my body out of the way"

And I'll call that true love, true and sweet That
ain't the kind of love I'm gettin' But baby that's
the kind of love I need

Hollywood calls you on the telephone I want you to
turn down the part And when we're ballin' baby,
ride on top so I never ever strain my heart

And I'll call that true love, true and sweet That
ain't the kind of love I'm gettin'......

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Lyrics: I Call That True Love, Dr. Hook & the Medicine
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