Frank Tovey - Fireside Favourite lyrics

Come here, baby, in front of the fire I'd like to look into your eyes Loosen your clothes, get out of that seat Come and feel my body heat Because when I get back home And see you sitting by the fire grate I hold you in my arms Switch on to that real-log fire effect Saliva's sweetness, we perspire All things are one in front of the fire Melting flesh on the front room floor That's what my fireside favourite's for And now that I'm back home Toasting crumpets by the fire grate Oh you feel so warm Turn on to that thrill of fire effect Hey now, honey, open your eyes There's a mushroom cloud up in the sky Your hair is falling out and your teeth have gone Your legs are still together but it won't be long Your head was on my shoulder Now I'm kissing the skull My heart is melting slowly as my senses dull Now we're just a scab on a piece of wire All things are done in front of the fire You're my fireside favourite You're my fireside favourite You're my fireside favourite You're my fireside favourite