Help me baby, ain't no stranger Yeah, you got satin shoes Yeah, you got plastic boots Y'all got cocaine eyes Yeah, you got speed-freak jive Can't you hear me knockin' on your window Can't you hear me knockin' on your door Can't you hear me knockin' down

I know I've been converted I've been converted She taught me how to pray You've got a noose And you'll make me change I'm not afraid to call my savior's name And I know why

Hey girl, hey girl Just know that I got you Just know that We can make it easy if we lift each other We don't need to keep on one-in' up another If you lose your way Help me hold my hair back Walk me home 'cause I can't find a cab And we dance down the

You gotta work We gon' find a way Somebody's gotta do it I know the road is deep I know the journey's long So, I've got to carry on And when I'm in too deep I need you to help me to be strong It ain't gonna happen on its own

Girl, it's astounding the way that you ground me Just by being around me, help me stay true Behind every man is a woman standing Holding his hand and seeing him through You're my co-pilot Always by my side, looking so fly Baby you got me Clouds hit the

I kiss you blush Some kind of lust I want to feel my head overthrown I've got enough It's in the touch I kiss your knees and I try to be bold I try not to reason with myself. Should be calling, Calling for your help

If I send for my baby, man, and she don't come All the doctors in Hot Springs sure can't help her none She got a .38 special but I believe it's most too light Her .38 special, boys, it do very well Hey, hey, baby, where you stayed last night? Ah-oh boy,

Got it like aye Got it like aye boom da da I can’t help myself I could be your drummer girl Move it like this Loving how you put it down with me Move to the beat of my drum

And I’m all out of beer So why you gotta wait until I’m gone to come around When I’m twelve in, helpless When I ain’t got no fight left, I got no way out The only time you show up here is when you’re lonely When you’re lonely If you’d a got here ‘fore my

Come along to the riverside. Sit down now I just want to hear somebody else whine If you've got tomorrow, I've got a blade We can dig a hole into an old book Keep our secrets there I know of another place beneath some overgrown vine. I can cut them back