Sheena Easton - Sweet Talk Lyrics
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Sweet Talk
Sweet Talk Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Sweet Talk By Sheena Easton?
See that man with the diamond ring, he came sneakin' by, the standard thing
But I insist upon a dance, nothing less could stand the chance You may not have a whole lotta money but your words are like more, I want that Sweet talk, I love your sweet talk So tell me one more time, you've never known a touch like mine Don't stop once you've started, don't leave me hungry hearted I need you 'till you find me, how you find me Sweet talk, I love your sweet, sweet talk Tender wind is swallowin' my brain, promises of love in static pain Turn me on most demolitious, your sweet talk is so delicious You know that I need comfort, just a little nervous I hugged too long, that'll tell us Your way with words is so delightful, I can hardly wait, I can't love an echo I will always lend an ear to hear your Sweet, sweet talk, give me your sweet sweet talk (Solo) So tell me one more time, you've never known a touch like mine Don't stop once you've started, don't leave me hungry hearted I need you 'till you find me, how you find me Sweet talk, tell me your sweet talk I love your sweet talk, give me your sweet talk I want your sweet talk, sweet talk I love your sweet talk, ooh sweet talk I want your sweet talk... |
Who Wrote Sweet Talk By Sheena Easton?
Jennifer Kimball
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What's The Duration Of The Sweet Talk By Sheena Easton?The duration of Sweet Talk is 3:49 minutes and seconds. |
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