Help me
I think I'm falling
In love, again
When I get that
Crazy feeling
I know I'm in
Trouble again
I'm in trouble...'cause
You're a rambler and a
Gambler and a sweet-
Talkin' ladies' man
And you love
Your lovin'
Not like you love
Your freedom
Help me
I think I'm falling
In love too fast
It's got me hoping
For the future
And worryin'
About the past
'Cause I've seen
Some hot, hot
Blazes come down
In smoke and ash
We love our lovin'
Not like we love
Our freedom
Oh, didn't it,
Feel good?
We were sittin' there
Talkin' or lyin'
There, not talkin'
Didn't it feel good
To dance with a
Lady with a hole
In her stocking
Didn't it feel good?
Didn't it feel good?
Help me
I think I'm falling
In love with you
Are you gonna
Let me go there
By myself
That's such a
Lonely thing to do
Both of us flirtin'
Around
Flirtin' and flirtin'
Hurting too
We love our lovin'
But not like we
Love our freedom...