I'm looking, I'm looking for a foxy love. Yeah. I'm a wolf in sheep's clothes, baby. And I'm hunting for a foxy love. I might look like a little lost lamb. But you should hear me howl. When the
Oh, yeah. Whenever I see you. I cant close my eyes. Whenever I hear your voice. I cant hear anything else but you. And everything you do. You get the best of me. Bring out the best in me. Yeah
Deep down Louisiana close to New Orleans, . Way back up in the woods among the evergreens. . There stood a log cabin made of earth and wood, . Where lived a country boy name of Johnny B. Goode.