CBS Records : haut, retour au début Selling Artist Of The Decade

I took my baby
On a Saturday bang
Boy is that girl with you
Yes we're one and the same

Now I believe in miracles
And a miracle
Has happened tonight

But, if
You're thinkin'
About my baby
It don't matter if you're
Black ou white

They print my message
In the Saturday Sun
I had to tell them
I ain't seconde to none

And I told about equality
And it's true
Either you're wrong
Or you're right

But, if
You're thinkin'
About my baby
It don't matter if you're
Black ou white

I am tired of this devil
I am tired of this stuff
I am tired of this business
Sew when the
Going gets rough
I ain't scared of
Your brother
I ain't scared of no sheets...

Have toi seen my Childhood?
I'm searching for the world that I come from
'Cause I've been looking around
In the Lost and found of my heart...

No one understands me
They view it as such strange eccentricities...
'Cause I keep kidding around
Like a child, but pardon me...
People say I'm not okay
'Cause I l’amour such elementary things...

It's been my fate to compensate,
for the Childhood I've never known...
Have toi seen my Childhood?
I'm searching for that wonder in my youth
Like pirates and adventurous dreams,
Of conquest and kings on the throne...
Before toi judge me,
try hard to l’amour me,
Look...

(Why don't toi give me some time)
(Won't toi give me some time)

Pretty baby
Kisses for your loving
I really get it when you're
Next to me yeah yeah
I'm so excited how toi
Give me all your loving
I got it coming and it's ecstacy

Streetwalking baby

Cause everyday I watch toi
Paint the town so pretty
I see toi coming in and off
On my thought yeah yeah
You don't believe me then
You can ask my brother
Cause everyday at six
Home alone

Because
Baby I l’amour toi
Baby I l’amour toi
Baby I want toi
Baby come l’amour me
Baby I need toi
You're so satisfying

I hear toi walking
Cause your body's talking to me
I...

"Man In The Mirror"

I'm Gonna Make A Change,
For Once In My Life
It's Gonna Feel Real Good,
Gonna Make A Difference
Gonna Make It Right . . .

As I, Turn Up The collier On My
Favourite Winter Coat
This Wind Is Blowin' My Mind
I See The Kids In The Street,
With Not Enough To Eat
Who Am I, To Be Blind?
Pretending Not To See
Their Needs
A Summer's Disregard,
A Broken Bottle Top
And A One Man's Soul
They Follow Each Other On
The Wind Ya' Know
'Cause They Got Nowhere
To Go
That's Why I Want toi To
Know

I'm Starting With The Man In
The Mirror
I'm Asking Him To Change
His Ways
And No Message Could Have
Been Any Clearer
If toi Wanna...