3 acessos
Woman you must be stone-don crazy baby
Either you goin' to lose your mind
Woman, woman you must be stone-don crazy
Either you goin' to lose your mind
Way you treat me bad
You must think my little heart is made of ice
I sit here in my dark room
Tears are rollin' down from my eyes
I sit here in my dark room baby
Tears are rollin' down from my eyes
My sweet baby look at me and she said
Baby you must, you must be hurtin' child
I'm going to go south I think
Yes, I'm goin' to go south now baby
Where the weather suits my clothes
I've been in this city too long
You know I believe I'm almost froze
Well I'm goin' to go down south baby
People where the weather, the weather suits my clothes
I'm goin' to go back south
People where the weather suits my clothes
I've been in the city too long
You know I believe I'm almost froze