Help me
I think I'm falling
In love again
When I get that crazy feeling, I know
I'm in trouble again
I'm in trouble'Cause you're a rambler and a gambler
And a sweet-taIking-ladies man
And you love your lovin'
But not like you love your freedomHelp me
I think I'm falling
In love too fast
It's got me hoping for the future
And worrying about the past
'Cause I've seen some hot hot blazes
Come down to smoke and ash
We love our lovin'But not like we love our freedom
Didn't it feel good
We were sitting there talking
Or lying there not talking
Didn't it feel good
You dance with the lady
With the hole in her stockingDidn't it feel good
Didn't it feel good
Help me
I think I'm falling
In love with youAre you going to let me go there by myself
That's such a lonely thing to do
Both of us flirting around
Flirting and flirtingHurting too
We love our lovin'
But not like we love our freedom