Kenny Butterill

Americana Artist, Songwriter & Producer

She Knows How to Love Me
Album: No One You Know
© Kenny Butterill/No Bull Songs. All Rights Reserved.

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Driving home on Friday, the work week’s finally through
My mountain mama’s waiting with my favorite brew.
She’ll say she’s sure glad that I’m home,
(And she’s) looking forward, to some time for us alone.

She knows how to love me,
Makes me feel like a king,
No better woman could you find
I’m so glad she’s mine

Home at our cabin, our mountain hideaway,
Soakin’ in the hot tub, just melts the stress away.
She moves a little closer by my side,
(And) whispers sweet nothings while her hand rests on my thigh.


After dinner, she takes me by the hand,
Pulls me closer, tells me she’s my biggest fan.
I slowly stroke her forehead, she purrs with delight,
(Then) slow dance to the bedroom, on a perfect Friday night.