Lyrics:

She picked up the telephone
All she heard was dial tone
She really thought she'd heard it ring this time
What am I thinking?
I must be only dreaming
Or maybe it's a hundred times it crossed my mind
Just tonight
Maybe I miss your lovin'
Maybe I miss your kiss just a little bit
Maybe I miss your body lying right next to mine
Maybe I miss your touch a little too much

Tossin' and turnin'
Her skin's still burning
From the fire in his hands
Runnin' on empty
She needs somebody
But somebody wouldn't understand
And the telephone rings
Maybe I miss your lovin'
Maybe I miss your kiss just a little bit
Maybe I miss your body lying right next to mine
Maybe I miss your touch a little too much

They talked about Savannah
Sweet Home Alabama
How he missed the way she always smiled
Are you coming back soon
By the harvest moon?
If I have to walk every mile on my knees
Maybe I miss your lovin'
Maybe I miss your kiss just a little bit
Maybe I miss your body lying right next to mine
Maybe I miss your touch a little to much
Maybe I miss your lovin'
Maybe I miss your lips just a little bit
Maybe I miss your body lying right next to mine
Maybe I miss your touch a little too much
A little too much
A little too much

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