Tekster:
Dolly Parton Touch Your Woman

you want inside my arms again All you have to do to make it right is just Touch your woman Touch your woman Everything's gonna be alright Touch your woman Touch your woman

you want inside my arms again All you have to do to make it right is just Touch your woman Touch your woman Everything's gonna be alright Touch your woman Touch your woman

Tonight oh it's quiet in mission chapel and the music like his love has died away And I'm standing in the middle of these mem'ries Mission chapel mem

second best I know you've tried to love me and I'd hope you would in time I know that when you're holding me it's her that's on your mind Now I know

A dirt dobber built its nest On my only Sunday dress And the roof leaked in my shoes And when they dried they were too small And the rats chewed a great

And you want inside my arms again All you have to do to make it right is just Touch your woman Touch your woman Everything's gonna be alright Touch your woman Touch your woman