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Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Bobby Womack
Bobby Womack
Interprète
Barry Beckett
Barry Beckett
Claviers
Clayton Ivey
Clayton Ivey
Claviers
Pete Carr
Pete Carr
Guitare
Tippy Armstrong
Tippy Armstrong
Guitare
Jimmy Johnson
Jimmy Johnson
Guitare
David Hood
David Hood
Basse
Roger Hawkins
Roger Hawkins
Batterie
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Clayton Ivey
Clayton Ivey
Composition
Terry Woodford
Terry Woodford
Composition
Frank Johnson
Frank Johnson
Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Bobby Womack
Bobby Womack
Production

Paroles

I keep on tryin' to make you believe it Oh, girl lemme tell ya something And I hope you understand I wouldn't do anything to hurt ya' 'Cause I'm not that kind of man Always accusing me, of saying I'm doing ya' wrong But if you don't believe I'm workin' Why you're staying at home? Tryin' my best to give you the thing you never had But you twist around everything I say Just to make me feel bad Hey baby! Hey baby! Hey baby! (Oh baby, yeah) Tell me, how can we keep on fighting this way? I can't understand It Oh girl I really love ya And it hurts to see you cry It's just as hard for me to come home As it is to say goodbye Darling you're mine, I'm not doin' what ya say I do Girl I tell you everywhere I go, you could check it if you wanted to Why do complain so much? I'm sacrificing too Is it because you don't love me, as much I love you? I keep on callin' ya baby I keep on hopin', yeah baby (oh baby) Tell me how can we go on fighting this way? Oh baby, I just can't understand it Can't understand ya, baby Oh yeah, baby!
Writer(s): F. Johnson, C. Ivey, T. Woodford Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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