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I get to thinking that I, that I should call you
I like to think about the first time that I saw you
Thinking about you as if I lost you
I get to thinking that I, that I should call you
I like to think about the first time that I saw you
Thinking about you as if I lost you
It's the sickest kinda feeling I got,
Won't leave me alone
When you can get your hands out and you want every little chance that I got
I'll give it away for free
It's the sickest kinda feeling I got, won't leave me alone
When you can get your hands out
And you want every little chance that I got
I'll give it away for free
We love to love
We love to touch
This world needs people to be in love
We love to love
We love to touch
This world needs people to be in love