Love Of Mine

I gotta, gotta, gotta

Your skirt's so short that your thighs are showin'
You move so fine, it gets me going

That mole on your thumb makes me lose my mind
You're everything, baby, you're so divine

Up there
Your eyes so bright like the moon, they're glowin'
Your hands so soft that I keep moanin'
Your hair so blonde, your eyes are preyin'
There's no wonder why I'm sayin'

This love of mine, she's so divine
And I don't say that just to find her right

Here she comes

Your skirt's so short that your thighs are showin'
You move so fine, it gets me going (alright)
Your hair on your forehead makes me lose my mind
You're everything, baby, you're so divine
Ah

Your eyes so bright like the moon, they're glowin'
Your hands so soft that I keep moanin'
I keep moanin'
Your hair so blonde, your eyes are preyin'
There's no wonder why I'm sayin'

This love of mine, she's so divine
And I don't say that just to find her right

Keep on pushing



Credits
Writer(s): Charlie Prince, Michael Auerbach, Edgar Froese
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