| 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' |