All I Need Is Just A Rubbing On My Feet

Oh you once,
Had a lock on love.
But you let it go.
You had a lock,
Unstoppable!
You let fold.
Your shoulders became much too cold.
And frozen to my hold.
With an aging taking over.
Leaving the past and with it what's old.

Oh you once,
Had a lock on love.
But you let it go.
You had a lock,
Unstoppable!
You let fold.
Your shoulders became much too cold.
And frozen to my hold.
With an aging taking over.

Now all I need is just a rubbing on my back.
With just a little rubbing done on my feet.
To help the circulating of my blood kept,
And my steps with a pep.

All I need is just a rubbing on my feet.
And all I need is just a rubbing on my back.
But...
I can't do that.
And...
That's a fact!

Oh you once,
Had a lock on love.
But you let it go.
You had a lock,
Unstoppable!
You let fold.
Your shoulders became much too cold.
And frozen to my hold.
With an aging taking over.

Now all I need is just a rubbing on my feet.
And all I need is just a rubbing on my back.
But I can't do that.
And...
That's a fact.

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