Oh and I love the feeling Hey, I'm in love I tell you I'm in love Hey, I'm in love, I'm in love, I'm in love, I'm in love And I love the feeling I'm a happy man, yes, I am I'm in love The sun seems to shine all the time in my mind Since I met you, baby

But I got one of for you my Portobello Belle She thinks she's tough She ain't no English rose But the blind singer He's seen enough and he knows He do a song about a long-gone Irish girl Belladonna's on the high street Her breasts upon the offbeat And

For my home and my English rose But my heart still beats But I'd long to be Oh, my heart still beats Across the sea By the Tennessee skyline They told me I'd find my hopes and my dreams In the bed of my true love Back where I came from

And I think to myself what a wonderful world I see trees of green, red roses too I see them bloom for me and you I see skies of blue and clouds of white The bright blessed day, the dark sacred night The colors of the rainbow so pretty in the sky Are also

Gimme, gimme, gimme, the honky tonk blues I met a gypsy barroom queen in Memphis An' on the street the summer sun did shine The sweetest rose that ever grow in Memphis I just can't seem to drink her off-a my mind She's a honky tonk woman (yeah) Give me,

I'm wishing on a star To follow where you are And I wish on all the rainbows that I see I'm wishing on a dream To follow what it means I feel it's time we should make up, baby I feel it's time for us to get back together And make the best of things, oh,

Everything is rosy now Lookin' at the world and everything that passes Seems a rosy hue somehow Why do I feel so spry? Don't blink your eye Needn't guess, I'll confess Certain someone just said 'yes' I will settle down, I vow That's why I'm lookin' at

You're bringin' on the heartbreak Bringin' on the heartache You got the best of me Can't you see Oh can't you see Takin' all the best of me Whoah can't you see Gypsy, sittin' lookin' pretty The broken rose with laughin' eyes

I be balling like I am Derrick Rose Killing my competition like I'm Rogue Luv is rage I'm in the crowd at my shows I just want all of my niggas to ball I just want all of my niggas to see, all the shit that I might not get to see I just want all of my

I know we'll be lovers again, darling I know we'll be lovers again It's a matter of time The one in the end, I was your friend Till you see that I'm I got pictures of you in funny poses Letters from you with pressed yellow roses I've got souvenirs of fun