Help Me (Live)
Help me, I think I'm fallin' in love again
When I get that crazy feelin', I know I'm in trouble again
I'm in trouble 'cause you're a rambler and a gambler
And a sweet talkin' ladies man
With your love, your lovin' (lovin')
Not like you love your freedom
Help me, I think I'm fallin' in love too fast
It's got me hopin' for the future and worryin' about the past
'Cause I've seen some hot, hot blazes come down to smoke and ash
With love, our lovin' (lovin')
But not like we love our freedom
Ooh, babe
No-no-no
Ooh
Oh, didn't it feel good? We were sittin' there talkin'
Or lyin' there not talkin', didn't it feel good?
Go dance with the lady with the hole in her stockin'
Didn't it feel good? (Didn't it feel good?)
Didn't it feel good? (Didn't it feel good?)
Didn't it feel good, baby?
Help me, I think I'm fallin' in love with you
Are you gonna let me go there by myself?
Lonely, baby
Just flirtin' around, flirtin'-flirtin', hurtin' too
We love our lovin' (lovin')
But not like we love our freedom, ooh
Our freedom
(Freedom baby)
(Freedom baby)
(Freedom baby)
(Freedom baby)
(Freedom baby)
(Freedom baby)
(Freedom baby)
(Freedom baby)
Do you love me, too? (Freedom baby)
Yeah-yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah
Oh, yeah
When I get that crazy feelin', I know I'm in trouble again
I'm in trouble 'cause you're a rambler and a gambler
And a sweet talkin' ladies man
With your love, your lovin' (lovin')
Not like you love your freedom
Help me, I think I'm fallin' in love too fast
It's got me hopin' for the future and worryin' about the past
'Cause I've seen some hot, hot blazes come down to smoke and ash
With love, our lovin' (lovin')
But not like we love our freedom
Ooh, babe
No-no-no
Ooh
Oh, didn't it feel good? We were sittin' there talkin'
Or lyin' there not talkin', didn't it feel good?
Go dance with the lady with the hole in her stockin'
Didn't it feel good? (Didn't it feel good?)
Didn't it feel good? (Didn't it feel good?)
Didn't it feel good, baby?
Help me, I think I'm fallin' in love with you
Are you gonna let me go there by myself?
Lonely, baby
Just flirtin' around, flirtin'-flirtin', hurtin' too
We love our lovin' (lovin')
But not like we love our freedom, ooh
Our freedom
(Freedom baby)
(Freedom baby)
(Freedom baby)
(Freedom baby)
(Freedom baby)
(Freedom baby)
(Freedom baby)
(Freedom baby)
Do you love me, too? (Freedom baby)
Yeah-yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah
Oh, yeah
Credits
Writer(s): Joni Mitchell
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