Of course I do I get along without you very well Except when soft rains fall And drip from leaves, then I recall The thrill of being sheltered in you arms But I get along without you very well I've forgotten you just like I should Of course I have Except

Can I get my thrills (If I got it I'ma' give it to you) You know you want some mo girl, So come on Let's get blown Lookin' at the ladies All of them fly

In the thrill of it all I remind myself of what I lost that night And I guess you were goddamn perfect ‘Cause every single time you call I guess I got lost in the moment I guess I got lost in the fall I guess I got lost in your heartbeat I regret that I

That I get a kick out of you I get no kick from champagne Mere alcohol doesn't thrill me at all So tell me why should it be true Some get their kicks from cocaine I'm sure that if I took even one sniff That would bore me terrifically too I get a kick

Of course, I do I get along without you very well Except when soft rains fall And drips from leaves Then I recall The thrill of being sheltered in your arms But I get along without you very well I've forgotten you just like I should Of course, I have

Its just the nearness of you Its not the pale moon that excites me That thrills and delights me, oh no It isn't your sweet conversation That brings this sensation, oh no When you're in my arms and I feel you so close to me All my wildest dreams come true

Well, I ride on a mail train, baby, can't buy a thrill Well, I been up all night leanin' on the windowsill Well, if I die on top of the hill And if I don't make it, you know my baby will Don't the moon look good, mama, shinin' through the trees Don't the

Make me thrill as only you know how Sway me smooth, sway me now Other dancers may be on the floor Dear, but my eyes will see only you Only you have that magic technique When we sway, I go weak I can hear the sounds of violins Long before it begins When

Lost in the heat of it all Girl you know you're lost Lost in the thrill of it all Miami, Amsterdam Tokyo, Spain, lost Los Angeles, India Lost on a train, lost Love lost, lost

I get along without you very well Of course I do Except when soft rains fall And drip from leaves, then I recall The thrill of being sheltered in your arms Of course, I do But I get along without you very well I've forgotten you just like I should Of