I was getting kinda used to being someone you loved Into nightfall And you're not here To get me through it all I let my guard down And then you pulled the rug Now the day bleeds Somebody to have I'm going under and this time I fear there's no one to

Ooh, hey, hey, hey, oh I'll be, I'll be, I'll be, I'll be, I'll be your West Coast, honey But my love, I won't give up I ain't no superman, I ain't no holy ghost I'm just the one that keeps you up and that you love the most I'll be your strong man, I'll

You know I, this is James Brown I'm such a lover of people Because people did so much for me I'm a lover of all humanity, all man kind And I feel that he who has been successful Should look out of for his fellow man, his brother I feel that's my role,

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See me falling, yeah down and lonely Are the angles on their way, I'm in the dirt Hear me screaming, see me bleeding 'Cause the days no more the same without you Feel the sadness burning in my heart You left to early father love So many things I should

Both: Before we say goodbye Like I've done so many times Both: Don't fall in love with a dreamer He'll leave you again Don't fall in love with a dreamer Kim: Oh, put out the light Kenny: Just hold on Kenny: Just look at you sitting there You never looked

I turned away just one too many times I'm tired of the reasons, sick of all the lies. I looked away just one too many times I'm tired of pretending, that I'm not here, not here to die. This wasn't meant to be a love song, Matter of fact this one's about

He wears high trimmed pants Stripes are really yellow Love will make you drink and gamble Make you stay out all night long I'll stay home everyday It turns off and on My man don't love me Treats me oh so mean My man he don't love me

I'm in love I'm all shook up Mm mm mm, mm, yay, yay, yay I'm proud to say that she's my buttercup A well'a bless my soul What'sa wrong with me? I'm itchin' like a man on a fuzzy tree My friends say I'm actin' wild as a bug Well, my hands are shaky and my

It cost me a lot But there's one thing that I've got It's my man, it's my man Cold and wet, tired, you bet All of this I'll soon forget with my man He's not much for looks He's no hero out of books But I love him, yes I love him Two or three girls has he