Hey, now woman, don’t tell me what it means to cry
How now lover, don’t tell me how I feel tonight
Woman, you lie and give me dance style
I know, sister, I see it in your eyes
You wanna be rich, babe
You wanna be free darling
You wanna find somebody new
You wanna get high, babe
Ride it with style, darling
Laughing at me as I’ve cried about you
I said I’ve been lonely and I’ve lost sweet time loving you
I said I’ve been heartbroken, angry
But now I’ve found somebody, too
So don’t you give me excuses
Hey, now woman, don’t tell me how it feels to live alone
Hey, now lover, don’t tell me where I went wrong again
They trip off your tongue
These dance hall excuses
But I know woman, I feel it in my soul
Hey, now, hey, now, Lord, you give me dance style
I know lover, I see it in your eyes
You wanna be rich, babe
You wanna be free, darling
You wanna find somebody new
You wanna get high, babe
Ride it with style, darling
Laughing at me as I’ve cried about you
I said I’ve been lonely and I’ve lost sweet time loving you
I said I’ve been heartbroken, angry
But now I’ve found somebody, too
(And she makes love as sweet as you used to)
So don’t you give me excuses Hey, now woman, don’t tell me what it means to cry How now lover, don’t tell me how I feel tonight Woman, you lie and give me dance style I know, sister, I see it in your eyes You wanna be rich, babe You wanna be free darling You wanna find somebody new You wanna get high, babe Ride it with style, darling Laughing at me as I’ve cried about you I said I’ve been lonely and I’ve lost sweet time loving you I said I’ve been heartbroken, angry But now I’ve found somebody, too So don’t you give me excuses Hey, now woman, don’t tell me how it feels to live alone Hey, now lover, don’t tell me where I went wrong again They trip off your tongue These dance hall excuses But I know woman, I feel it in my soul Hey, now, hey, now, Lord, you give me dance style I know lover, I see it in your eyes You wanna be rich, babe You wanna be free, darling You wanna find somebody new You wanna get high, babe Ride it with style, darling Laughing at me as I’ve cried about you I said I’ve been lonely and I’ve lost sweet time loving you I said I’ve been heartbroken, angry But now I’ve found somebody, too (And she makes love as sweet as you used to) Explain Request ×
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