Turn Me On

Turn Me On - First Ladies Of Jazz

Like a flower

Waiting to bloom

Like a lightbulb

In a dark room

I'm just sittin here waiting for you

To come on home and turn me on

Like the desert waiting for the rain

Like a school kid waiting for the spring

I'm just sitting here waiting for you

To come on home and turn me on

My poor heart

It's been so dark

Since you've been gone

After all your the one who turns me off

You're the only one who can turn me back on

My Hi-fi is waiting for a new tune

My glass is waiting for some fresh ice cubes

I'm just sitting here waiting for you

To come on home and turn me on

Turn me on