Long were the nights when my days once revolved around you Counting my footsteps, praying the floor won't fall through, again My mother accused me of
Long were the nights when my days once revolved around you Counting my footsteps praying the floor won't fall through again And my mother accused me of
Shake it up, shake it down Move it in, move it round, disco lady Move it in, move it out Move it in and about disco lady Shake it up, shake it down Move
Why do people whisper when they see me passing by? It can't be because I'm clean, baby Sunday it's the only day I wear a shirt and tie I hear the word
[Unverified] I feel sorry, I feel sorry I feel sorry, I feel sorry I feel for sorry for any man out there When he can't look around And say, this is
JUST BECAUSE (by Johnnie Taylor) V1 Just because I raise a little sand I might be tired, lady, try to understand That doesna??t mean that you done something
Honey, stop your lies You ain't got to lie no more Sugar, stop your cheating You ain't got to cheat no more 'Cause the lowdown dirty things You do at
I am somebody, yeah You are somebody, yeah A lawyer is somebody Though he loses every case that he pleads A doctor is still somebody Though he gives
Somebody's gettin' it Somebody's gettin' your love Somebody's gettin' it Somebody's gettin' your love My eyes are open I don't like what I see Somebody
I don't need nobody Shaking my tree Save all your love Save it just for me You kiss me but the feeling just ain't there No, no you're saving the real
V1 Just because I raise a little sand I might be tired, lady, try to understand That doesna??t mean that you done something wrong (Just because) And
[Spoken] But she said there ain't no jive when you apologise Honey I love you darling I apologise [Sung] I did you wrong Broke your heart and made you
Oh, oh, yeah I got to tell you something Hey, girl, let me tell you something I swear every word is true When your man stay out all night long There
Liars talk and fools like me believe I keep hanging on where love is gone Trusting along Now liars like to see a fool like me Love is lost but fools
Got to tell you true, I got to tell you true Oh brother Jack, you goin' with sister Sadie When you ought to be home with your old lady But your heart
Alright, I got to tell you I got to tell you too Friday night I was home without my baby I work hard keep her satisfied in every way I look forward to
Been working all day Like I'm doing time The foreman say ?You got to do some overtime? Mister foreman, got to tell you I can't wait till noon 'Cause
If I became President I know I won't last a day I would lower all the taxes Just to suit your taste I'd bring home all the fellers From over in Vietnam
