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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 . . .