Help me
I think Im falling
In love again
When I get that crazy feeling, I know
Im in trouble again
Im in trouble
Cause youre a rambler and a gambler
And a sweet-talking-ladies man
And you love your lovin (lovin)
But not like you love your freedom
Help me
I think Im falling
In love too fast
Its got me hoping for the future
And worrying about the past
Cause Ive seen some hot, hot blazes
Come down to smoke and ash but
We love our lovin (lovin)
But not like we love our freedom
Hey
Oh
Didnt it feel good
We were sitting there talking?
Or lying there not talking
Didnt it feel good?
You dance with the lady
With the hole in her stocking
Didnt it feel good?
Didnt it feel good?
Help me
I think Im falling
In love with you
Are you going to let me go there by myself
Thats such a lonely thing to do
Both of us flirting around
Flirting and flirting
Hurting too
We love our lovin
But not like we love our freedom
(Falling, falling)
(Falling, falling)
(Falling, falling)
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