| Right about now you’d be saying sweet nothings
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| And I’d be hanging on your every word
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| My lips would be wet with your kisses
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| And we’d be lost in our own little world
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| Right about now I’d be feeling your heart beat and your fingers touching my skin
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| Oh, what I wouldn’t give to be back in your arms somehow
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| Oh, Right about now
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| Right about now you’d promise forever, and swear I hadn’t felt nothing yet
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| Then you’d pull me a little bit closer and I’d play just hard enough to get
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| Right about now we’d be under the covers making love that knew no shame.
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| Oh what I wouldn’t do to be with you somehow, oh right about now
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| Now the clock on the wall keeps ticking, oh but time’s sure been passing slow
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| And it’s myself that I’ve been kicking for ever letting you go
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| But darling you know where to find me should you have a change of heart
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| I sure could use a little of you no doubt, right about now
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| I sure could use you baby right about now
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| Since you’ve been gone there’s nothing, right about now
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| I sure do need your touching right about now. |
| Right about now |