Sometimes I get lonesome
Sometime I get a little blue
He got me walking around in circles
And after that I don't know what to do

What good is a love
You can't have it when you want it
What good is a love
If you can't own it

Love can be so good
And love can be so cruel
Love can make you happy
Make you blow your cool

But when he puts his arms around me
Way in the little old dark
You know he fill me up with a kind of delight
Ooh, the man's all right

(Trouble with my lover)
I'm in a world of trouble (trouble)
(Trouble with my lover)
I'm in a world of trouble (trouble)

I feel so helpless
I can't help myself
I don't want to see him no no no no
With nobody else

In the restless hours
I sit home alone
I wished I believe oh yeah
This man I love

But when he puts his arms around me
Way in the little old dark
You know he fill me up with a kind of delight
Hey the man's all right