When I was with this girl last night / she held me tight; it turned me on
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The moon was dark and those clothes were tight
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her perfume strong; it turned me on
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Fleeting moments touched in the night
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then so strong but banished by the light
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Her presence gone, memories remain / of how she kissed and turned me on
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Now there's this love inside of me / I've got this love / inside of me
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And I still have dull aching pain / desire to reach and touch you once again
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Distractions cannot sate the need / it grows once more, it grows once more
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I've got this love inside of me / I've got this love / inside of me
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I've got this love inside of me / I've got this love / inside of me
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I have this pain inside of me / Why can't you see? Why can't you see?
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I'm stranded here with no way home
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Please rescue me, oh won't you rescue me?
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I've got this love inside of me / I've got this love / inside of me
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I've got this love inside of me / I've got this love / inside of me.
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Wishful Thinking
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