Baby, you look so good,
I knew you would.
Please, don't go away
Darling, say it's okay...

I want to make violent love
To you by the moon above
I want to make violent love to you

I want to kiss every night
To squeeze and hold you tight
I want to make violent love to you

I don't want seem frantic
I don't want to cramp your style
You're driving me into a panic
You just want to drive me, drive me,
Drive me, drive me wild

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Writer(s): WILLIE DIXON