Touch me the right way, baby
And I'll do it again, I'll do it again
Sendin' messages hopin' that you'd check it but do you mind? Yeah-yeah
I'm missin' your lips, missin' your hips
Missin' the way I was touched by you
You say, "I don't mind waitin' baby, I still got pictures of you"
I'm staring at the walls
I swear on my life that paint dries quicker than this
I've waited my whole life for someone like you to come by
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