Incubus Of Love

Incubus Of Love - Richard O'Brien

You Don't have to call me

I've got your number

But you won't see me till you slumber

Think of us a blackbird and a dove

Oh let me be your incubus of love

If madame is feeling cautious

Drift into the arms of Morpheus

And link us like the hand is to the glove

Let me be your Incubus of love

I'm going to come for you like a thief

In the night time

He's going to creep up to your side

I'm going to bring relief the right time

There's no place that you can hide

Let me be the one you're thinking of

Let me be your incubus of love

I'll be yours until Aurora

Lights the morning with her aura

That rosy fingered nimbus from above

Let me be your incubus of love

He's going to

He's going to come for you like a thief

In the night time

I'm going to creep up to your side

He's going to bring relief to you

At the right time

There's no place that you can hide

Let me be the one you're thinking of

Let me be your Incubus of love

Let me be your Incubus of love

Your Incubus of love

Your Incubus of love

Your Incubus of love