Touch It (Interlude)

Baby
Wherever you are
Wherever you are
I’m with you
Took a minute just to get it right
Now we got it, gonna keep it tight
We won’t let love slip away, no, no, no ah
I’m all up in it cuz it’s feelin' like
I need a taste and you’re my appetite
I’m your desert for tonight, come on
Touch it, why don’tcha
Touch it, why don’tcha
Touch it, why don’tcha
Touch it
To the love of my life
From your wife