(Dickie Peterson)

I feel good sensation

And I been lifted child by your soul creation

Don't you stop just to look away

I want you to listen, child, to what I say.

Don't you drift away too far

Out of sad times, just exactly where you are

It's just too much the way I feel

I just can't believe that I'm not real.

Don't you drift away too far

From our good times, just exactly where you are

It's just too much, can't be real

I want you to know just how I feel.

You have a strange desire

When you walk across the ground

Then you set the world on fire.

I feel good sensation

And I been lifted child by your sole creation

Don't you stop just to look away

I want you to listen, child, to what I say.

C'mon, c'mon, won't you please, just a little,
Yow!

Won't you please, just a little bit closer

C'mon, c'mon, yow! C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon

Just a little bit closer, c'mon, c'mon just a
little

C'mon, c'mon just a little, Yow! Just a little
bit closer

C'mon, c'mon just a little, c'mon, c'mon just a
little bit closer

C'mon, c'mon, yow! C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon
just a little

C'mon, c'mon just a little bit, c'mon, c'mon

OOOWW! OW!