All These Things

The touch of your lips, next to mine
Get me excited, makes me feel fine
I've got it bad that's alright
Long as your near me every night
Your love so worm and tender
Your thrill is so divine
If you would leave me I surely would die When you started to go I started to cry Now I've got it bad, but that's alright
As long as you're near me every night
Your love so warm and tender
Your thrill is so divine
And it's all these things that make you mine
Now I've got it bad, but that's alright
As long as you're near me every night
Your love so warm and tender
Your thrill is so divine
And it's all these things that make you mind
And it's all these things that make you mine



Credits
Writer(s): Allen Toussaint
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