You won't belong to me, I let you down
I
You won't belong to me, I let you down
I
Every man has a place
In his heart there's a
Hold on, I think the game is over
Hold on,
Tell me what you want and nothing more...
I don't
New York style, style, style
New York city, New York
You are not anyone
Don't sadden my life
You got
Love is freewheeling, keeps me wakin' all night long
But
Gonna get up, gonna get up, gonna get up
And
Woh ho ho
Yeah he yeah
Just rockin' to the
Strike it up, this band is gonna play my tune
I've got a feeling
D'you know the meaning
I want
Instrumental
Instrumental
Gotta get up.Time won't take my love away.You're so jumpI
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