Touch It (Interlude)

Yeah, 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 'cause it's feelin' like I need a taste and you're my appetite I'm your dessert 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