The Parlor

When I come through Through the parlor Will you be there Dressed in red, babe What you left me It keeps on breathing It's bitter cold, babe When the frosting It reaches my door If I could breathe you The way I need you I'd pity my floor Can I smoke you down Leading me around Never put you down Never put you out When I come through Through the parlor Will you be there Dressed in red, babe What you left me It keeps on breathing Can I smoke you down Leading me around Never put you down Never put you out