Footprints On The Ceiling

The man I got
Is a thoroughbred
He knows just what
To do in bed
His kind of loving
Is just my style
He turns it on
And pries me wide
While he's wheeling and dealing
I'm leaving footprints on the ceiling

When we make love
I'm heaven bound
Walking on clouds
While we're laying down
He loose the juice
And I blow my stag
I turn into
A maniac
While he's rocking and reeling
I'm leaving footprints on the ceiling

Oh...
Just like a bull in a china shop
I go hog-wild
And I just can't stop
My heels shoot straight up into the air
Hanging from the ceiling like a chandelier

If you don't stop
What he's been doing
The whole bedroom is gonna be ruined
My bed is falling
The walls are weak
And I know soon my roof
Is bound to spring a leak
While he's wheeling and dealing
I'm leaving footprints on the ceiling

Oh...
Just like a bull in a china shop
I go hog-wild
And I just can't stop
My heels shoot straight up into the air
Hanging from the ceiling like a chandelier

If you don't stop
What he's been doing
The whole bedroom is gonna be ruined
My bed is falling
The walls are weak
And I know soon my roof
Is bound to spring a leak
He's got me screaming and squealing
And leaving footprints on the ceiling

Footprints on the ceiling

Footprints on the ceiling
I'm leaving footprints on the ceiling
You got my legs up in the air
I swear I'm hanging from the chandelier

Footprints on the ceiling
Footprints on the ceiling
You got me climbing the walls
I swear I never never [?] them all

Footprints on the ceiling
Footprints on the ceiling



Credits
Writer(s): Sidney William Bailey, John Mills Ward
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