Ooh baby a hundred and five Ooh baby I think that you'll find Ooh baby I'm out of my mind Ooh what can I do I wish that there was some way I could have
can we be so misunderstood I am a man the same as any other Younger though I may be in my years Tell me I'm a child who should know better And you won
I don't know why you came But I'm glad all the same After all you've been good to me And if you want me to love you In a real good way Who knows perhaps
and I will lend you to a place Where the sun will warm your heart With all of its rays And the sky at night Has such a magic glow It's a feeling unbelieving
I'm a writer, not a fighter I'm a writer, not a fighter I'm a writer, I'm a writer, not a fighter I'm a writer, not a fighter I'm a writer, writer, not