Touch-A, Touch-A, Touch Me

I was feeling done in, couldn't win I'd only ever kissed before (you mean she?) (uh-huh) I thought there's no use getting into heavy petting It only leads to trouble and seat-wetting Now all I want to know is how to go I've tasted blood and I want more (more, more, more) I'll put up no resistance, I want to stay the distance I've got an itch to scratch, I need assistance Touch-a touch-a touch-a touch me, I wanna be dirty Thrill me, chill me, fulfil me Creature of the night Then if anything grows while you pose I'll oil you up and rub you down (down, down, down) And that's just one small fraction of the main attraction You need a friendly hand and I need action Touch-a touch-a touch-a touch me, I wanna be dirty Thrill me, chill me, fulfil me Creature of the night Oh, touch-a touch-a touch-a touch me, I wanna be dirty Thrill me, chill me, fulfil me Creature of the night (Creature of the night) (Creature of the night?) (Creature of the night) (Creature of the night) (Creature of the night) (Creature of the night) (Creature of the night)

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