I gotta her singing I gotta her singing I gotta her singing I gotta her singing, ohh I gotta her singing, ohh I gotta her singing, ohh I gotta her singing
Innocent... Heaven sent... That's the way she look... (Look...) Make you turn... around again... Take a second look... (Look...) Caught my eye... walkin
Girl I know we fussing every little thing I say ain't right (nah) you calling me names and I see the pain that's in your eyes (then) we be making love
Told me, darling, that you had to go Done take your money, I don't care no more I know you're happy, try to get along Money won't change you Money won
When your baby and you are tight And everything you say or do is mellow She keeps everything all right And you know that you're the only fellow Ain't
Hit me band, look at the band I want to ask them Do you love me, yes I love you Do you love me baby, yes I love you Do you love me, yes I love you,
Yeah (Body heat) Yeah (Body heat) When your body get down from aggravation And you need some love, some fascination What's that? (Body heat) What's
Watch me, watch me, I got it, watch me I got it, yeeah, I got somethin' that makes me wanna shouta I got somethin' that tells me what it's all about Huh
The star of the show Hardworking Mr. Dynamite James Brown, Brown, Brown Yo, I don't mean to brag, there's the tag Brown got a brand new bag Shining star
Come on Play it Play it on, baby I don't care alright, about your past, dig I just want hey, my love to last, come on I don't care hit the band about
Come over here, come over here Come over here, come over here Let me tell you, come over here That I love you, come over here And everything, come over
Fellas, things done got too far gone We gotta let the girls know what they gotta do for us It's than gotta be a drag, man, a man can't do nothin' no more
Talking 'bout me leaving America You gotta be crazy, man, I like All the nice thing, Jack Colonial suits and things, look at here Now I am sorry for
I was talking, I was talking to a cat the other night He said, "What everybody is looking for? What everybody's looking for today?" They're looking for
There are four black horses With eyes of flamin' red Their rovers are tied with ribbin' All around my baby's head The bells are ringin' And their sail
Can't pass the people, can't pass the, hit me Ooh, get on down like Uh, I wanna get on the good foot Ho, good foot, I got to get on the good foot, ah
They say loving nothing but the blues Everybody got the blue sometimes They say that loving nothing but the blues And everybody got the blue sometimes
You know sometimes a man, a woman, makes a mistake Try to find a reason for making a mistake But there is no reason to make a mistake The only thing