More songs by Rachael & Vilray
Description
Mixing Engineer, Producer, Recording Engineer: Dan Knobler
Additional Engineer: Steven Sacco
Additional Engineer: Max Troppe
Mastering Engineer: Philip Shaw Bova
Vocalist: Rachael Price
Vocalist, Composer Lyricist: Vilray
Recordingarranger: Jacob Zimmerman
Lyrics and translation
Original
They're young.
They're beaming.
They think a teeming spot is fit to kiss in.
Saloons and stoops and shops and exhibitions.
Too ardent to be stopped by inhibitions.
They need love now, in other words.
But I can wait.
At home, I've got the stuff, the stuff I need for love.
Conditions are conducive back at home.
Five records on the hi-fi set to drop in a sequence I've devised to really stir me up.
At home, I've got a wine, a potent little hock the shops can't keep in stock.
This wine I've got, it lingers on my tongue. I hope it ain't the only one. At home, I've got the stuff
I need for love. At home, I've got a cat.
No, not a cat, a cot.
'Cause 'twixt the door and bed a lady ought to have a place to put him, to take the measure of a man and other stuff she needs for love.
Let's talk about lighting perils.
This bar is half fluorescent, half obscure.
Why do we endure riguerous?
You miss the twinkles in the eyes, but see the wrinkles, that's for sure.
At home, each lamp has got a bulb of sixty watts.
It's joining twenty others in a plot to light me like I like it and stress the beauty of me and all the stuff I need for love, including you among the stuff I need for love.
Us and all the stuff I need for love.