Sheena Easton - Love and Affection Lyrics
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Love and Affection
Love and Affection Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Love and Affection By Sheena Easton?
I am not in love, but I'm open to persuasion
East or west, where's the best for romancing? With a friend I could smile, but with a lover I could hold my head back Really laugh, really laugh Thank you, you took me dancing 'cross the floor, cheek to cheek But with a lover I could really move, really dance, really dance, really move If I can feel the sun in my eyes and the rain on my face, why can't I feel Chorus: Love and affection, sing me another love song But this time with a little dedication, sing it, sing it You know that's what I want, love, ooh-whoo, once more with feeling With friends I still feel so insecure Little darling I believe you could help me a lot Just take my hand and take me where you will No conversation, no wave goodnight Just give me love, make - chorus Give me love, give me love... love... ooh Give me - chorus Give me love, make love with affection, sing me another love song But this time with a little dedication, sing it, sing it You know that's what I like, love oo-whoo! Make love with affection Give me love, gimme gimme gimme gimme love, ooh, give me love, give me love |
Who Wrote Love and Affection By Sheena Easton?
Joan Anita Barbara Armatrading
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What's The Duration Of The Love and Affection By Sheena Easton?The duration of Love and Affection is 4:05 minutes and seconds. |
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