They are lonely
Lonely and feeling blue
They are yearning
Yearning from wanting you
And if you would let them hold you
Oh how grateful I will be
They are burning
Burning from wanting you
They are wanting
Wanting to hold you
And if you would let them hold you
Oh how grateful I will be
Come on, come on, baby
Just be my little woman
Just be my lover, oh
I need me somebody
Somebody to treat me right
I need your arms, loving arms
To hold me tight
And I need, I need your
I need your tender lips...
