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Lirieke: Miguel Angel Munoz. Mam. I Can't Help Myself.


Everything I say is just right
Everything I do is air tight
But then I lay my eyes upon her
And my brain says to me
"Whal's up"
And that's really mean
I can?t help myself
Everytime I see her I just
Can?t see nothing else
And I feel so dum, from staring
Just can?t help myself
Somebody come to my aid
I?m loosing my cool
But I can?t help myself
And my boys go gotta cool it
As if I didn't know
And my boys go: easy does it
Gotta wait three days to call her
Like I could wait one
Better yet: make her call ya
But the damage is done
I can?t help myself
Everytime I see her I just
Can?t see nothing else
And I feel so dum, from staring
Just can?t help myself
Somebody come to my aid
I?m loosing my cool
But I can?t help myself
What am I gonna do, gonna do now
What am I gonna do, gonna do now
What am I gonna do, this is bye-bye to everything I knew
What am I gonna do, right now and what?s my next move
What am I gonna do, I studder, eeh... studder every word I say
What am I gonna do, when a simple little line ain't coming my way
I can?t help myself
Everytime I see her I just
Can?t see nothing else
And I feel so dum, from staring
Just can?t help myself
Somebody come to my aid
I?m loosing my cool
But I can?t help myself
I can?t help myself
Everytime I see her I just
Can?t see nothing else
And I feel so dum, from staring
Just can?t help myself
Somebody come to my aid
I?m loosing my cool
But I can?t help myself

(Gracias a dea por esta letra)
Miguel Angel Munoz