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Texty: Tina Turner. Wildest Dreams. Unfinished Sympathy.

Baby, baby, baby

I know that I've been mad in love before
But how I can be with you
You really hurt me baby, you really cut me baby
How could you have a day without a night?
You're the book that I have opened
And now I've gotten no much more

Baby, baby
The curiousness of your potential kiss
Has got my mind and body aching
You really hurt me baby, you really cut me baby
How could you have a day without a night?
You're the book that I have opened
And now I've gotten no much more, ohh
Oh, yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Like a soul without a mind, and a body without a heart
And I'm missing every part, hey yeah

Hey
Like a soul without a mind, and a body without a heart
And I'm missin' every part
Like a soul without a mind, and a body without a heart
And I'm missin' every part
Like a soul without a mind, and a body without a heart
And I'm missin' every part

You really hurt me baby, you really hurt me baby
Like a soul without a mind, and a body without a heart
I'm missin' every part
Ohh hey