‘Oo-ooh, I’m burning…’
Slinky, sultry, in-the-pocket West Coast soul, from BG’s forgotten, late-seventies stint with Warners.
It shames the assignations in Lew Kirton’s classic Heaven in the Afternoon — out the same year — as routine, pedestrian sex.
Lovely, entwined piano and xylophone.
Composed by Mac Davis, who wrote In The Ghetto for Elvis. ‘I try to tell the truth and hope it rhymes.’
Killer.