A House Is Not a Motel歌詞

driving down the freeway heading towards southern bridge
at her no one waits for me
and that includes my empty fridge
and while I travel in the sunshine all my dreams come true
the time is ripe
so ripe
boads cruise in the harbour everyone enjoys his day
and all the troubles that I had
they seem so far away
thousand miles to queenstown seems like yesterdays
the time is ripe
so ripe
and if you ask me how I feel
I'm not able to describe
somehow too good to be real
and too bad to be right
I just not know that it will heal
all the wounds I have
the time is ripe
so ripe
listen to the radio it plays my favorite song
I got a sixpack full of happiness and nothing can go wrong
my baby smiles and says she loves me
love can be so great
the time is ripe
so ripe
I chose a place for dinner find a motel for the night
I just need a kingsize bed and my baby holds me tight
and with the sound of breaking waves
I softly fall asleep
the time is rip