| By Dickey Betts and Don Johnson
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| © 1979 EMI Blackwood Music Inc
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| Ain’t nobody, gonna do my baby wrong
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| Ain’t nobody, gonna do my baby wrong
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| Lord, I still love that woman
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| Even though I know she’s gone, long gone
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| Lord, I know she’s out walkin'
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| Walkin' up and down the street
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| Well I know my baby’s out walkin'
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| Walkin' up and down the street
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| Lord she’s got a brand new story
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| For each and every man she meets
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| Blind love, blind love
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| It oughta be a crime
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| For lovin' you the way I do
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| My best friend knows all about it
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| He don’t have a thing to say
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| Lord he knows all about it
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| He just don’t have a thing to say
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| Oh, it hurts me so bad, to see you treat me this way
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| Well I see my baby walkin'
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| Now I don’t even raise my hand
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| When I see my baby walkin'
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| I don’t even raise my hand
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| Oh it hurts me in my heart
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| To see you with another man
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| Blind love, blind love
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| It oughta be a crime
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| For lovin' you the way I do
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| Blind love, blind love
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| It oughta be a crime
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| For lovin' you the way I do
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| Blind love, blind love
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| It oughta be a crime
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| For lovin' you the way I do |