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Secret Love Sis, don't touch my fingers when we pass Sis, don't walk around my room like that I've been thinking all night long You know, you know, this is wrong
Sis, don't brush your legs against my thigh Sis, don't talk like that it isn't right Got me thinking thoughts I shouldn't You're Jack's wife an' I'm Jack's brother
Secret love, special places special times Slip and slide, tip-toe landing late at night Come on kisses dipped in honey Touchin', feelin', better hurry
Sis, your perfume lingers on my mind Sis, can't wash it out don't wanna try Secret love sweet sugar trap We've gone too far no turning back
Sis, I left my light on late again Sis, I can't believe that you came in Soft and sweet and oh, so gentle Touchin' place I'm not meant to
Secret love, special places, special times Slip and slide, tip-toe landing late at night Come on kisses dipped in honey
Touchin', feelin' better hurry…
Repeat to fade
©Joseph G Dawson
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