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 loving (loving ....) But not
like you love your freedom
Help 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 loving (loving ....) But not like we love
our freedom
Oh 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
stocking Didn't it feel good Didn't it feel
good ....
Didn't it feel good? (didn't it
feel good) Didn't it feel good? (didn't it
feel good)
Help me I think I'm falling
in love with you Are you going to let me go
there by myself That's such a lonely thing to
do Both of us flirting around Flirting and
flirting Hurting too We love our loving
(loving ....) But not like we love our freedom
....