Текст песни Evil Ways

With Santana

You've got to change

Your evil ways, baby

Before I stop loving you

You've got to change

(Yes, you do) baby

Every word that I say is true

You've got me running

And hiding all over town

You've got me

Sneaking and peeping

And running you down

This can't go on

Lord knows you got to change

Baby, baby

When I come home, baby

My house is dark

And my pots are cold

You're hanging 'round, baby

(Yes, you do)

With Jean and Joan

And a who knows who

I'm getting tired of

Waiting and fooling around

I'll find somebody who won'tBuddy Miles - Evil Ways - http://ru.motolyrics.com/buddy-miles/evil-ways-lyrics.html

Make me feel like a clown

This can't go on

Lord knows you got to change

You know you can't go on

Yeah, yeah, fooling around

You trying somebody on

Making me feel like a clown

Well, baby, you know you can't

Mess around anymore, no, no

You can't linger at my home, baby

Ah, oh, yeah

Oh, yeah

When I come home, baby

My house is dark

And my pots are cold

You're hanging 'round, baby

With Jean and Joan

And a who knows who

I'm getting tired of

Waiting and fooling around

I'll find somebody that won't

Make me feel like a clown

This can't go on

No, no, it can't go on...