Oh Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood I'm just a soul whose intentions are good Yes, I'm just a soul whose intentions are good Baby, do you understand me now? Sometimes I feel a little mad But don't you know that no one alive can always be an

I want you to know Who's to say where the wind will take you Who's to say what it is will break you Who's to know when the time's come around Don't want to see you cry I know that this is not goodbye Something is about to give I can feel it coming I

She makes me feel good when I feel like hell Heaven is a girl that I've got to have She said leave your name At the sound of the tone Heaven is a girl I know so well She makes me feel better when I'm feelin' bad Call you right back When I get home Better

What you call me? (tramp!) No you didn't! (you don't wear continental clothes, or Stetson hats) Well, I tell you one doggone thing It makes me feel good to know one thing, I know I am a lover (Matter of opinion) that's all right, mama was, papa too And

You know I'm no good for ya Your love is louder than mine And you tuck me into the bed And I know that you've been praying for nirvana That Prosecco done got you feelin' like Rihanna Singin' stay, so I'll wait So you bend 'til you'll break And I'm no

You know I feel so good Well, I feel so good Feel like ballin' the jack My baby's comin' home You know I feel so good, I I feel so good I hope I always will You know I feel so good, that I I got a letter

That's all right. What you call me? You didn't! You don't wear continental clothes, or Stetson hats. Well I tell you one dog-gone thing. It makes me feel good to know one thing. I know I'm a lover. Matter of opinion. That's all right, Mama was. Papa too.

You're awake When lightening strikes you know It definitely starts glowing All the girls that's in this room Get up close, you'll feel so much better It feels so good to know With the G come to the light It's time to spark up some Feel the blaze

But girl I'm so glad we're acquainted Baby you're no good To say that we're in love is dangerous I know I'd rather be complacent I got you touchin' on your body You got me puttin' time in, time in Nobody got me feeling this way You probably think I'm

What you call me? (tramp!) No you didn't! (you don't wear continental clothes, or Stetson hats) Well, I tell you one doggone thing It makes me feel good to know one thing, I know I am a lover (Matter of opinion) that's all right, mama was, papa too And