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, I'll breathe, oh 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, I'll breath, oh I will be

Come on, come on baby

Just be my little woman, just be my lover, oh

I need me somebody, somebody to treat me right, oh

I need your woman's loving arms to hold me tight

And I...I...I need...I need your...I need your tender lips