: This is TJ, dedicating this song to Black Betty Whoa Black Betty, bambalam Whoa Black Betty, bambalam She's from Birmingham, bambalam Way down in
: I, I who have nothing I, I who have no one Adore you, and want you so I'm just a no one, With nothing to give you but Oh I Love You He, He buys you
: Somebody, please, if somebody will Let them take a letter to my girl, Lucille Let them tell her, Lord, how I'm missing her still I think about her
: Now let me ask you something: Have you ever felt that you weren't responsible for the things that you do? When the girl that you are with is just too
: [Backup girls voices] Puppet man Puppet ma-an Puppet man Puppet ma-an [Enter Jones Vocals] Baby, Baby you know it's true I'm a puppet just for you
: Well she's all you'd ever want, She's the kind they'd like to flaunt and take to dinner. Well she always knows her place. She's got style, she's got
: (Lyrics/Music: Wally Badarou, Richard Supa) (Ed. Colgems / EMI Music Inc.) I see you everyday walking down the avenue I'd like to get to know you
: I watch you as you're sleeping As I'm standing at the door I don't want to let you go But I can't hold on anymore I just can't find the strength To
: Baby, take off your coat, real slow Baby, take off your shoes. I'll help you take off your shoes. Baby, take off your dress. Yes, yes, yes. You can
: Try to remember the kind of September when life was slow and oh, so mellow. Try to remember the kind of September when grass was green and grain was
ended up dead [Chorus] You stopped us from killing each other Tom Jones, Tom Jones You'll never know but you saved our lives Tom Jones, Tom Jones I
: (feat. Chicane) If you could see me here this way Looking backwards from today Would you do it all again...? If I could roll it back to you Just like
: Save Save Save from the butcher's knife Save from the experiments (Chorus) Don't be part of it Don't be part of the killing Don't be part of it Don