Lisa Stansfield - In All the Right Places [From Indecent Proposal] Lyrics
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In All the Right Places [From Indecent Proposal]
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What Are The Lyrics For In All the Right Places [From Indecent Proposal] By Lisa Stansfield?
If you take me straight to heaven
I could never fall 'Cause loving you is what I'm made for I'd gladly give my all and all It doesn't matter where I am As long as I'm with you You can take me high above Whatever I've been dreaming of [Chorus] In all the right places, it's feeling so good In all the right places. just like it should And I swear, I love you And I swear, I love you If we're dancing all alone Or in a crowded room When you wrap your arms around me You can always send me to the moon When we kiss our sugar kisses And the music starts to play We've got love, we've got each other And we're going all the way [Chorus] Find time's never wasted, when it's ours to kill I know in all the right places, you're touching me still And I swear, I love you And I swear, I love you And I swear, I love you And I swear, I love you I love you |
Who Wrote In All the Right Places [From Indecent Proposal] By Lisa Stansfield?
John Barry, Ian Devaney, Andy Morris, Lisa Stansfield
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What's The Duration Of The In All the Right Places [From Indecent Proposal] By Lisa Stansfield?The duration of In All the Right Places [From Indecent Proposal] is 3:58 minutes and seconds. |
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