(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!