I can't eat and I can't sleep It's turning me every way but loose He said it sounds like love's got a hold on you No doubt love's got a hold on you Sounds like love's got a hold on you I said my hands are sweaty and my knees are weak I called my doctor

Turn me loose Turn me loose, I, I, I gotta keep on movin' If you tell me stay I hate you Loose, two, three, four Turn me loose, you got my mind You got my body, you got my soul Turn me loose, I'm incomplete She got my heart, I'm out of control You tell

Easy come girl, easy go. Goodbye, farewell, so long, vaya con dios. Good luck, wish you well, take it slow. Says she's had enough of me, I've had enough of her too. I might as well go on and set her free, she's already turned me loose. No fault, no

The burden and the noose Just cut me loose Lost in thought Recounting the cost when sanity became askew When turning the pages of life concentrated On killing the sorrow that tears us in two A faded memory of what used to be It can't be mistaken, the

Fly away, skyline pigeon fly Towards the dreams You've left so very far behind For just a Skyline Pigeon Dreaming of the open Waiting for the day That he can spread his wings And fly away again Turn me loose from your hands

'Cause I still got a lot of leavin' left to do I guess the Lord made me hard to handle So lovin' me might be a long shot gamble So before you go and turn me on Be sure that you can turn me loose These old boots still got a lot of ground They ain't

Fly away, skyline pigeon fly Towards the dreams You've left so very far behind For just a Skyline Pigeon Dreaming of the open Waiting for the day That he can spread his wings And fly away again Turn me loose from your hands

At the end of the river the sundown beams All the relics of a life long lived Here, weary traveler rest your wand Sleep the journey from your eyes A kite above a graveyard grey At the end of the line far far away A child holding on to the magic of birth

No no, yes I do (yes I do) Oh hip-shaking mama, I love you (I love) Holdin' on, holdin' on To keep on holdin' on, holdin' on (I can't, I can't turn you) (I can't turn you) (I can't, I can't, I can't, I can't turn you) You loose, no, no

That bad love (huh) Pure badness (huh) Take me away 'cause tonight is the night, I I'm ready to turn up Ge- get a likkle loose, ya girl Sip Ciroc with the juice, ya girl You nuh have no excuse, ya girl