^AmajHelp me,^Em7 I think I'm falling ^Gmaj7In love again. When I get that crazy feeling, I ^Fmaj7know I'm in trouble again, I^Fmaj7'm in trouble,'Cause you're a ramblin' and a gamblin' and a sweet-talking ladies man, ^Cmaj7And you love your lo^Gmaj7vin', Not like you love your^Cmaj7 freed^Amajom. ^Dmaj7

^AmajHelp me,^Em7 I think I'm falling, ^Gmaj7In love too fast. It's got me hoping for the future, And ^Fmaj7worrying about the past, '^Fmaj7Cause I've seen some hot, hot blazes come down in smoking ash. ^Cmaj7We love our lo^Gmaj7vin', Not like we love our f^Cmaj7reedom^Amaj. ^Dmaj7

^Gmaj7Didn't it feel good, just sitting there talking, Or lying there not talking, didn't it feel good? ^Fmaj7You danced with the lady with a hole in her stocking. ^Fmaj7Didn't it feel good? Didn't it feel good? ^Dmaj7Didn't it feel good? ^Gmaj7Didn't it feel good? ^Dmaj7Didn't it feel good? ^Gmaj7Didn't it feel good?

^AmajHelp me,^Em7 I think I'm falling, ^Gmaj7in love with you, Are you going to make me go there by myself? ^Fmaj7That's such a lonely thing to do. B^Fmaj7oth of us flirting around, flirting, and flirting, hurting, too. ^Cmaj7We love our lo^Gmaj7vin', Not like we love our f^Cmaj7reedom^Amaj. ^Dmaj7