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I’m just sitting on the sofa, baby, like I got nothing to do. But I’m waiting for you to come over and to run my hands all over you. It’s too early to confide. Just slide over to my side. Ooh, how I love to see things begin. Ooh, knock on my door, baby, how I love to let you in.
So I ushered her into my kitchen. I encouraged her to take off her shoes. Before I could hustle her with my fiction, she urged me to show her the other room. We were off like a big gun had us shot into the sky. We both thought we had found someone. To our shock, we both were right. And I don’t know about the places you’ve been to, and I can’t recall the names of all who you love, but I think I like what I’m getting into. I think I’d like to hit the lights and let the night do all it’s capable of. Ooh, how I love to see things begin. Ooh, knock on my door, baby, how I love to let you in.