He Likes To Roll — Carly Simon

Why do I try to win the love That I've already wooed and won

'Cause he likes to roll he likes to roll He likes to roll he likes to roll He takes the flower from his button hole When he likes to roll, he likes to roll I tend to lose my self control When he likes to roll, he likes to roll

Here in this little sunny bay Once a day he comes and goes

He likes to roll...

The moon is down but the odds are high That seeming me, he won't pass me by

He likes to roll...