My Baby's Touch - Southside Johnny, The Jukes

I slave away 9 to 5

But I can stand what I do

'Cause I’m so full of you

I get home half alive

Need that transfusion of

Your essential love

Bosses and bills fade away

No drink or drug could ever do it this way

Gimme the thrill… of my baby’s touch

Gimme the chill… of my baby’s touch

Oooh the skill… in my baby’s touch

Girl, it’s all in your hands

In the taste of your lips

To the curve of your hips

Give me all that you can

Love me al the way

Get me through another day

Bosses and bills, make them fade away

No drink or drug could ever feel like the

Thrill… in my baby’s touch

Like the chill… in my baby’s touch

Ooooooh the skill… in my baby’s touch

She was designed to be

With no one else, else but me

The outside world ceases to exist

From midnight to her morning kiss

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