Once In The Morning

Just once in the morning
Once in the evening
Just once in the morning
Once in the evening
Ooh, baby

Just once in the morning
Once in the evening
Once in the morning
Once in the evening

That'll be enough
That'll be enough of your good good lovin' stuff
That'll be enough
Ooh yeah
Take away the yearning
Take away the burning

Baby, Baby
Just once in the morning
Once in the evening
Just once in the morning
Once in the evening

It's not all you're thinking
I promise you we'll make it, very hard
Our love has to do with
Your conditions as to how and would we start

It's gotta be once in the morning
Once in the evening
Once in the morning
Once in the evening
That'll be enough
That'll be enough of your good good lovin' stuff
That'll be enough
That'll be enough
Take away the yearning
Take away the burning
Baby, baby
Just once
Yeah

Ooh...

It's seven when I rise
Eleven, close my eyes
It's seven when I rise
Eleven, close my eyes
I want you to be, be, be there
I want you to be, be, be there
Be there
Seven when I rise
Eleven, close my eyes

I promised that I'll be
Good enough for me
Once, once in the evening
That'll be enough
Once in the morning
Once in the evening
That'll be enough
Once in the morning
Once in the evening
Give it to me
Give it to me
Once in the morning
Once in the evening

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