Workin' from seven to eleven every night
Really makes life a drag
I don't think that's rightI've really been the best, the best of fools
I did what I could, yeah'Cause I love you, baby
How I love you, darling
How I love you, baby
My beloved little girl, little girlBut, baby, since I've been loving you, yeah
I'm about to lose my worried mind, oh, yeahEverybody trying to tell me
That you didn't mean me no good
I've been trying, Lord, let me tell you
Let me tell you I really did the best I couldI've been, I've been working from seven to eleven every night
I said it kinda makes my life a drag, drag, drag, drag
Lord, yeah, that ain't right, no, noSince I've been loving you
I'm about to lose my worried mind
Watch outSaid I've been crying, yeah, yeah
Oh, my tears, they fell like rain
Don't you hear them, don't you hear them falling?
Don't you hear them, don't you hear them falling?Do you remember, mama
When I knocked upon your door?
I said, you had the nerve to tell me
You didn't want me no more, yeahI open my front door, hear my back door slam
You know, I must have one of them
Newfangled, newfangled back-door men
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeahI've been working from
Seven, seven, seven, to eleven, every night
It kinda makes my life a drag, drag, drag
Ah, yeah, it makes it a dragBaby, since I've been loving you
I'm about to lose, I'm about to lose
Lose my worried mindJust one more, just one more, ooh, yeah
Since I've been loving you
I'm about to lose my worried mind
Composição: Jimmy Page / John Paul Jones / Robert Plant.
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