Diane Schuur ٠ 1988 ٠ Talkin' 'Bout You ٠ Franne Golde, Peter Ivers ٠ AGP
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The temperature is rising from the he-eat, I feel desire burning in the stre-eet. Uh-, I'm missing you-u, you said you love me too-u, Uh-, honey where are you-u-u under this sky blu-ue?
Louisiana Sunday afternoo-un... Lord, you got to help me make it throu-ugh! I can't wait to see my baby soo-un. Louisiana Sunday afternoo-u-un...
I can feel temptation in my bo-ones But I'm sitting here in my room all alo-one. Uh-, I'm missing you-u, you said you love me foreve-er, Wish I was kissing you and we could be-ee togethe-er!
Louisiana Sunday afternoo-un... Lord, you got to help me make it throu-ugh! I can't wait to see my baby soo-un. Louisiana Sunday afternoo-u-un...
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Louisiana Sunday afternoo-un... Lord, you got to help me make it throu-ugh On this Louisiana Sunday afternoo-un, Ah, Louisiana Sunda-ay afternoo-un!
I hear the tap-tap-tap-tap of your footsteps, I hear the rap-rap-rap on my do-or. Louisiana Sunday afternoo-u-u-un... My baby's at my door not a mintue too soo-un! My baby, let me love him, love him through and throu-ugh, Yeah, Louisiana Sunday afternoo-un!
{Louisiana Sunday afternoon...} I wanna see my baby, I wanna love my baby, I wanna hug my baby, I wanna squeeze my baby!