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Rub against me softly, baby come and taste my soul |
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Show me all the places you want me to touch and my lips to go |
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I dig the clothes you have on but you know that less is more |
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Come and let it all go, let's make out on the floor |
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Tossin' and turnin', burnin' and yearnin' |
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Tossin' and turnin', burnin' and yearnin' |
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Incense, wine and candles, fireplaces in the room |
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Chances are we'll have some romance tonight |
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Feel the thunder roaring like the winds are blowing |
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If my heart could only sing, it would sound something like |
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Baby, let's just toss and turn |
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Hey, tossin' and turn, you and I |
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Tossin' and turnin', burnin' and yearnin' |
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Tossin' and turnin', burnin' and yearnin' |
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(Tossin' and turnin') |
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If love could talk, I think it would sound like this |
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(Tossin' and turnin') |
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Now back me up, girl, let me hear you say |
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(Tossin' and turnin') |
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I ain't backed up for too much, baby |
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But your love, it tastes so real |
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(Tossin' and turnin') |
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Make a blind man see, make a rich man steal |
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You see, you're my flower, baby, blowing 'round |
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And I like to share this moment with you |
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Take some time, get my head together |
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But it's alright if me and you, come on, toss and turn |
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Tossin' and turnin', burnin' and yearnin' |
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Tossin' and turnin', burnin' and yearnin' |
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Tossin' and turnin', burnin' and yearnin' |
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Tossin' and turnin', burnin' and yearnin' |
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Tossin' and turnin', burnin' and yearnin' |
