Slow Dancing in the Kitchen
Slow, soulful country ballad in a swaying 6/8 feel: a gritty, powerful male voice, smoky electric guitar, warm organ and a lazy, bluesy groove. Deep, romantic and smooth, with lyrics about slow dancing in the kitchen with the one he loves.
Lyrics
The dishes can wait in the sink for a while.I just want to bask in the light of your smile.Turn down the lamp, let the moon settle in,Right here on the linoleum where we begin.Slow down, spin me around.Feet barely touching the ground.Safe in your arms, right where I belong,Dancing to the radio’s song.Slow down, spin me around.Your head’s on my shoulder, my hand’s on your waist.The world outside moves with such frantic haste.But here in this corner, the clock’s losing time,I’m yours completely and I’m glad you’re mine.Slow down, spin me around.Feet barely touching the ground.Safe in your arms, right where I belong,Dancing to the radio’s song.Slow down, spin me around.We don't need a ballroom or diamonds that shine,Just a cup of cold coffee and your hand in mine.The melody’s simple, the floorboards might creak,But I hear the promise in every word that you speak.Slow down, spin me around.Feet barely touching the ground.Safe in your arms, right where I belong,Dancing to the radio’s song.Slow down, spin me around.Just keep on swaying.Until the music stops playing.In the kitchen with you.Slow dancing with you.