Help me I think I´m falling In love again When I get that crazy feeling, I know I´m in trouble again I´m in trouble ´Cause you´re a rambler and a gambler And a sweet-talking-ladies man And you love your lovin´ But not like you love your freedom Help me I think I´m falling In love too fast It´s got me hoping for the future And worrying about the past ´Cause I´ve seen some hot hot blazes Come down to smoke and ash We love our lovin´ But not like we love our freedom Didn´t it feel good We ther sitting there talking Or lying there bot talking Didn´t it feel good You dance with the lady With the hole in her stocking Didn´t it feel good Didn= t it feel good Help me I think I´m falling In love with you Are you going to let me go there by myself That´s such a lonely thing to do Both of us flirting Hurting too We love our lovin´ But not like we love our freedom