Think I’m In Love
Eddie Money
(E. Money/R. Oda)
-Peaked at #16 in the summer of 1982
Ooh, somethin’s got a hold on me now
It’s a feelin’, burnin’ like a lover on fire
Hold me tight, baby
Don’t leave me by myself tonight
‘Cause I don’t think I can make it through the night
CHORUS:
I think I’m in love
And my life’s lookin’ up
I think I’m in love
‘Cause I can’t get enough (no, no, no)
I think I’m in love
It’s gotta be love
It surrounds me
Over me like a sea of madness
It controls me
Makes me do all the things I do for you
You’re on my mind, babe
Thinkin’ about you now
And I don’t know if I’ll make it through the night
(CHORUS)
I think I’m in love oh no, no, no
(CHORUS)
(CHORUS) Baby, how you do it
There must be somethin’ to it
Babe I know it’s gotta be love
{Oh, with magic in your hand}?
You made me understand
I know, I know it’s gotta be love
It’s gotta be love
(Love) and my life’s lookin’ up (love)
Something’s going on, a change is taking place
Children smiling in the street have gone without a trace
This street used to be full, it used to make me smile
And now it seems that everyone is walking single file
And many hand their heads in shame
That used to hold them high
And those that used to say hello
Simply pass you by
Think for a minute, stop for a minute
Think for a minute, stop for a minute
I always said it could, they never though it would
The people look so pitiful, I’m thinking that it should
And now it’s almost here, now it’s on it’s way
I can’t help saying told you so and have a nice final day
And nothing I could say
Could ever make them see the light
Now apathy is happy that
It won without a fight
Think for a minute, stop for a minute
Think for a minute, stop for a minute
And many hang their heads in shame that used to hold them high
{think for a minute}
And those that used to say hello simply pass you by
{stop for a minute}
Think for a minute, stop for a minute
Think for a minute, stop for a minute
I can’t think straight
Take a look, look at me
What you get is what you see
Ride a bike drive a car
Vegan Pie cut a fart
On the bus on the train
Tami D on the brain
Can’t explain like the who
Now it’s time to do the do
I can’t think straight
On my couch with a pen
Where’s the phone again again
Can’t control rhythm rhyme
Naked beats on the mind
I am yes you are no
I am yes you are no
You are no I am yes
I can’t think straight
Goodevening ladies
My name is Roy Cormier
I like it smooth personally. I mean, a lot of
Fellas, they like it raw. Personally, I prefer smooth, you know, like
The coconut lotion, i’m talkin’ I run a lot of
Productions company productions, keepin’ it on the smooth, generally.
The coconut, and uh, you know with the
Coconut lotion and all, keeping it lovely, it’s uh, you know, nothing
But love, baby baby