You call me on the telephone. And you say you'll never do it again. But you've hurt me once too often dear. And it's just a little late to repent. All your beggin' and pleadin' won't help you. An
How many nights, how many days do I wait here for you. Have you long forgotten all the things we'd said. And how many times must I let the phone ring, just to get you. Could it be that now this lov
Feel the fire. Burning outta control. It's a flaming desire. But don't you call it love It's gotta hold on me. Never wanna let it go. Well, over here, little girl. There's something you ought to
See the man ridin' high in the desert near the Rio Grande. Runs for his life, doesn't sleep, doesn't take time to understand. 'Cause the girl that he loved went away and ran off with another man. B