Compositor: Charles B. Simmons / Joseph Jefferson / Richard Roebuck
Every time you pass me by
You stop and stare, then wink your eye
Little boy, I got no time to play those games
(No time to play those games)
I've been hurt before, can't stand the pain
(No, I can't stand the pain)
But if I have to try, I won't complain
But you're just not the man
And this feeling's killing me, ooh yeah
(The feeling's killing me, yeah)
And this feeling's killing me (wah!)
And this feeling's killing me, yaw!
(The feeling's killing me, yeah)
When I meet this man in mind
He will have to spend some time with me
(I know he will, such a thrill he has to feel)
Oh, yeah, and not someone who's gone all day
(Someone who's gone all day)
I have to feel secure in every way (feel secure in every way)
A woman likes to know she's here to stay
And you're just not the man
And this feeling's killing me, oh, yeah
(The feeling's killing me, yeah)
And this feeling's killing me (wah!)
And this feeling's killing me, yaw!
(The feeling's killing me, yeah)
Lovin' is a two-way street
That should go with those we meet
A woman likes to know she's here to stay
And you're just not the man
And this feeling's killing me, oh, yeah
(The feeling's killing me, yeah)
And this feeling's killing me, oh, yeah (wah!)
And this feeling's killing me, yaw!
(The feeling's killing me, yeah)
Feeling's killing, sha-ba-ba-ba-do-wah
Feeling is killing, the feeling's killing me
The feeling's killing me, yeah
Sha-ba-da-ba-di, sha-ba-da-ba-di, sha-ba-da-ba-di, ah
Do-do-do-do, sha-ba-do-ah, sha-ba-do-ah, sha-ba-da-ba-di, ah