She was somewhat sure of pretty,
I was somewhat sure of cash
I asked her if she knew a place
a guy like me could crash
I was slightly undernourished,
But we fit together like a glove
on her Fort Worth feather bed
Texas sure gets cold at night,
I figured it would be alright,
Cause I didn't have nowhere to go,
So we fell in love all night long
in her Fort Worth feather bed
Now the interstate won't miss me,
and the honky -tonks won't care.
When the sun comes up tomorrow,
of the nights that lay ahead
When we fit together like a block
in our Fort Worth feather bed
Texie sure gets a cold at night,
but she can make it warm.
Nothing ever felt so right
Pretty things I'd like to tell her
sometimes are left unsaid
But we fit together like a glove
in our Fort Worth feather bed
Yes, we fit together like a glove
in our Fort Worth feather bed.