These arms of mine
  They are lonely, lonely and feeling blue
  These arms of mine
  They are yearning, yearning from wanting you
  
  And if you would let them hold you
  Oh, how grateful I will be
  These arms of mine
  They are burning, burning from wanting you
  These arms of mine
  They are wanting, wanting to hold you
  
  And if you would let them hold you
  Oh, how grateful I will be
  Come on, come on baby
  Just be my little woman, just be my lover, oh
  I need me somebody, somebody to treat me right, oh
  I need your woman's loving arms to hold me tight
  And I...I...I need...I need your...I need your tender lips