Trapped...1990

I'm gonna everybody to come on and put their hands together tonight

This is my special request

You know, people keep asking me to sing about a good man

Well, every woman out there needs a good man

And when I talk about a good man, I'm talking about the kind of man that'll turn

You on, honey

The way you want to be turned on

Cause that's what it's all about anyway

A very good friend of mine came up to me the other day

Testifying about her man

She said, Denise, I have a man that's turning me on so good, I want to give him

Everything

I find myself begging the man

Please, baby, let me be good to you

I tell him, I'll do anything, yeah, you want me to, yeah

She said, I really mean it

But you know, another friend came to me

Testifying about her man

Talking about how the man had her climbing the walls every night

Curls in her toes, hair standing up on top of her head

Every woman needs a man to make her feel like that

She said, sometimes she even get amnesia

She can't think of nothing to call the man

She started hollering, ooh, Lord, ooh, Jesus

She said, Denise, I find myself telling them these words over and over

I never had a love to call my own

I was about to give up and then you came along and just have your tender ways

You thrill me for days and days

I don't care what nobody say

I want you to roll with me

Now, folk, now if y'all don't mind if I tell y'all a little bit about my

Goodness

Girls, I have the kind of man that'll make you reach over and turn off General

Hospital

And crawl right back up in the middle of that king-size bed

You know, I used to sit around and watch soap operas all day long

Started my morning off watching stuff like The Young and the Restless, Search

For Tomorrow, All My Children, and Another World

Yeah

Well, honey, I found out that my man was young and restless

And just about that time every morning, the man would reach over, pull me in his

Arms, and put me in another world

And all my children looked just like me

I don't even understand the power the man has over me, but I find myself walking

Around singing his song all the time

Somebody tell me, what has this man got

He makes me feel what I don't wonna feel

Somebody tell me, what has this man got

He makes me give, what I don't wonna give

On solid ground, I feel myself sinking fast

I grab a hold but I don't think it's going to last

I'm slowly losing my ground, slowly sinking down

Trapped by this thing they call love, oh, baby

(Hooked on this thing called love)

(Hooked on this thing called love)

Somebody tell me, what has this man got

He makes me cry, Lord, I don't want to cry

Somebody tell me, what has this man got

He makes me lie when I don't want to lie

He calls me up and I tell 'em to say that I'm not in

Then I cry all night if he doesn't call again

I'm slowly losing my ground, slowly sinking down

Trapped by this thing they call love, oh, baby

I'm slowly losing my ground, slowly sinking down

Trapped by this thing they call love, oh, baby

I'm trapped, I can't help myself

I'm hooked on you baby, I just can't help myself

I can never be happy loving no one else

Hey, baby

You my dear love

Ooh baby

Am always thinking of you

Hey,baby

Don't you know I love you?

My baby

I will always

I will always

Oho good night ladies and gentlemen

It been a while

I love you

Thank you for coming out tonight

Thank you