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 These arms of mine,

 they are lonely,

 lonely, and feeling blue

These arms of mine,

 they are yearning,

 yearning, from wanting you

 And if you,

would let them

 Hold you, Oh, how grateful I will be

 These arms of mine,

 they are burning,

 burning from wanting you

These arms of mine,

 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 [yeah]

 Just be my lover I need somebody,

 [Somebody] To treat me right

 [Ohh] I need your warm loving arms to hold me tight

 And I need you tender lips too

Hold me, hold me . . .