text: Help me, I think Im falling in love again
  When I get that crazy feeling, I know Im in trouble again
  Im in trouble cause youre a rambler and a gambler
  And a sweet taIking ladies man and you love your lovin
  But not like you love your freedom
  Help me, I think Im falling in love too fast
  Its got me hoping for the future and worrying about the past
  Cause Ive seen some hot hot blazes
  Come down to smoke and ash
  We love our lovin but not like we love our freedom
  Didnt it feel good, we were sitting there talking
  Or lying there not talking, didnt it feel good
  You dance with the lady with the hole in her stocking
  Didnt it feel good
  Didnt it feel good
  Help me, I think Im falling in love with you
  Are you going to let me go there by myself
  Thats such a lonely thing to do
  Both of us flirting around flirting and flirting, hurting too
  We love our lovin but not like we love our freedom