Emotions - 88 Fingers Louie

Every day I go on and it’s the same way

I make a move and she says some other day

I turn bright red as my feet run out the door

Don’t think I wanna see her anymore

Although I try

I can’t control, can’t control myself

Emotions get the best of me

Try as I might

I can’t control, can’t control myself

Emotions are the death of me

Wish I could find a woman to hold onto

But there’s no use when there’s nothing I can do

My thoughts are wild, I try my best to curb them

But these reactions, I really can’t control them

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