Slide off of Your Satin Sheets Lyrics

Now you once told me I was good for nothing
You couldn't live on my dreams and crystal balls
But his money couldn't buy you my loving
So I guess I'm good for something after all.

Slide off of your satin sheets
Slip down from your lonely street
You know where to find my door
I know what you're cry, crying for.

You once told me I was good for nothing
You had to live in style in marble halls
But still with all of that youâre not happy
So I guess Iâm good for something after all.

Slide off of your satin sheets
Slip down to my lonely street
You know where to find my door
And I know what you're cry, crying for...