The Crunge

  • Led Zeppelin

I wanna tell you 'bout my good thingI ain't disclosing no names butHe sure is a good friend, andI ain't gonna tell you where he comes fromIf i tell you you wont come again, Ooh, heyI ain't gonna tell you nothin' but I do will, but I know, yeahNow let me tell you 'bout my girlI open up a newspaper and what do I see

Ahh, ahh see my girl, ahh, looking at me

Ooh, and when she walks, she walks, and lemme tell yaWhen she talks, she talksAnd when she looks me in my eyeShe's my baby, Lord, I wanna make her mineOoh, tell me, baby, what you want me to doAnd you want me to love you, love some other manOoh, they ain't gonna call me Mr. Pitiful, noAh, I don't need no respect from nobody, no, no

Ah yeah, no, no, ah

I ain't gonna tell you nothing, I ain't gonna tell you no more, noShe's my baby, let me tell you that I love her so and, andShe is the woman I really wanna loveAnd let me tell you more, ooohShe's my baby, let me tell you, she lives next doorShe's the one a woman, the one a woman that I knowI ain't going, I ain't going, I ain't going to tell

I ain't going to tell you one thingThat you really ought to know, boyShe's my lover, baby, and I love her so, andShe's the one that really makes me whirl and twirl, andShe's the kind of lover that makes me feel the whole world, andShe's the one who really makes me jump and shout, ohShe's the kind of girl, I know what it's all aboutTake it onTake it, take it, take it

Ah, excuse meOh, will you excuse meI'm just trying to find the bridgeHas anybody seen the bridgePlease(Have you seen the bridge)I ain't seen the bridge(Where's that confounded bridge)

 

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