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Fefe Dobson In Your Touch

I truly thought was love Maybe it's a sickness preying on my weakness All I really need is just another minute in your touch Ooh, in your touch In your touch, your touch, your touch

I truly thought was love Maybe it's a sickness preying on my weakness All I really need is just another minute in your touch Ooh, in your touch In your touch, your touch, your touch