I feel low as I can go. I can't show, nor let go. Ohh, I feel that?. I feel that?. I feel that, now. I must be the Devil, baby. . Whoa, better not let me catch onto you.
Tell me just one more time the reasons why you must leave. Tell me once more why you're sure you don't need me. Tell me again. . But don't think that you'll convince me now you've said.
I met her in church, I met her in church. On a Sunday mornin'. She looked at me, with eyes aglow. As the choir sang a 'Hallelujah'. (Hallelujah). . I met her in church, I met her in church.
You said you have a choice. To feel happy or sad. I choose to be happy. So why do I feel so bad ?. . You said you have a choice. To feel happy or sad.
I'm in our old room, baby. It hasn't changed at all. It's still our cocoon, baby. That's what made me call. . I heard you're having love trouble. I heard your daddy died.
Time. All those happy times. Time. Days of summer love. Time. That I held your hand and the world stood still. Ah haa. . Time. Those happy times. Time.
Do you know me, or even see,. that my aggrivations,. get the best of me.. . And i'm tired of your side,. which should be so easy,. And when it comes to pass, my dear,.
You're walkin' in fields of clover. I hear you finally made it to the classy side of town. It made me sad, got to feelin' bad, 'til I thought it over.
When I think about the good love. You gave me I cry like a baby. Livin' without you is drivin' me crazy. I cry like a baby. . Well I know now that. You're not a plaything.
Once I was a slave at the sawmill. Talk about a poor boy. Talk about a poor boy. Let me have a dollar bill. . My work was so hard at the sawmill. Talk about a poor boy.
I've got a present for brother. Choo Choo Train. And I'm just dyin' to see my dear old mother. Choo Choo Train. So don't slow down 'til you see my home town.
Together again. We're lost into. The ride of the grins. Changing. Black and blue. . My oh my oh I've. Lost it again. My oh my oh I've. Lost it again. .
I've known for a long time the kind of girl you are. And a smile that covers teardrops the way your head yields to your heart. Of things you've kept inside that most girls couldn't bear.
I'm always here. Waiting for you all alone. Eyes of the night. Just to see, see you home. . There's two of us in here. The only only. There's two of us in here.
The original mixed-up kid. Sleeps with the ladies all night. Home in the morning light. To nothing. . Climbs in to an empty bed. Pillows around his head.
Lost the plot. Without regard or thought. Never getting caught. Never your own. Endless threats. From a nervous wreck. Showing no regrets. Never alone.
You. Eh why you looking at me. You got something to hide. I got something to see. . Stay. Right where you stand. And then when I say go. You gonna take what you can.
What's the use in my advice that you just turn down?. Swaying to a serenade, you never hear a sound. But I know you know now. . Generate the false alarms.
I am not the kind of girl. Who should be rudely barging in. On a white veiled occasion. But you are not the kind of boy. Who should be marrying the wrong girl.