Otis Redding. Dreams To Remember: The Otis Redding Anthology. Match Game. Zeneszám
Come on honey let's play the match game
You strike me and I'll be the flame
Girl you start the biggest fire
When you touch me I'm like a livewire
You burn a tattoo on my arms
I can't feel the fire but your kisses is warm
And it's the match game
Now, now I'll tell you, it's the match game
Come on
Honey the match game is really in
Strike me the light, a cigarette
Your love keeps me burning up
Give me so much I can't get enough
My burns will burn down a building
But my kind of fire gives you that lovely good feeling
It's the match game
Baby, I'll tell you it's my match game
Hard is my momma's turn to free
Oh, your love just ties me up in the sea
But don't you know I like it momma
Really do, love it? Come on
Come on honey let's play the match game
You strike me and I'll be the flame
Girl you start the biggest fire
When you touch me I'm like a livewire
You burn a tattoo on my arms
I don't feel the fire but your kisses is warm
Now it's the
Light me up, come on and light me up
Can't get enough
I tell you, it's the match game
Strike me baby, strike, strike me momma
Lord it's the match game
Come on and, come on honey
Baby cake, come on baby
[Incomprehensible]
You strike me and I'll be the flame
Girl you start the biggest fire
When you touch me I'm like a livewire
You burn a tattoo on my arms
I can't feel the fire but your kisses is warm
And it's the match game
Now, now I'll tell you, it's the match game
Come on
Honey the match game is really in
Strike me the light, a cigarette
Your love keeps me burning up
Give me so much I can't get enough
My burns will burn down a building
But my kind of fire gives you that lovely good feeling
It's the match game
Baby, I'll tell you it's my match game
Hard is my momma's turn to free
Oh, your love just ties me up in the sea
But don't you know I like it momma
Really do, love it? Come on
Come on honey let's play the match game
You strike me and I'll be the flame
Girl you start the biggest fire
When you touch me I'm like a livewire
You burn a tattoo on my arms
I don't feel the fire but your kisses is warm
Now it's the
Light me up, come on and light me up
Can't get enough
I tell you, it's the match game
Strike me baby, strike, strike me momma
Lord it's the match game
Come on and, come on honey
Baby cake, come on baby
[Incomprehensible]
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