Jimmy Page
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Wasting My Time
Look around
Tell me what you see
Have you found what you
wanna be?
And would you like to be a real go-getter?
Would that make
you feel a whole lot better?
I really don't mean to sound unkind
But I've
just gotta say you've been wasting my time
Do you know what you do to me?
Does it show? Baby, can't
you see?
That all I need is some good, good lovin'
Instead of that, I get
this push-and-shovin'
Sit down, we gotta draw the line
I've got to tell ya,
you've been wastin' my time
You say that we're doin' just fine
I've got to
tell ya, you've been wastin' my time
(Keep on wastin', keep on wastin' my
time)
I don't know what I'm gonna do
Just don't know what to do
with you
Cause after all the time we've been together
I always thought
that it could last forever
Baby please, now I'm beggin' you
Don't you see what I'm
goin' through
You say you love me, but you leave me lonely
I always used
to be your one and only
I really don't mean to sound unkind
But I've just gotta say
you've been wastin' my time
One last time
Let me say to you
It's a crime
Baby,
don't you feel it, too?
If you could only try to talk about it
I wouldn't always
have to scream and shout it
Sit down, we gotta draw the line
I've got to tell ya,
you've been wastin' my time
You say that we're doin' just fine
I've got to
tell ya, you've been wastin' my time
You keep on wastin', keep on wastin' my time
You keep on
wastin', keep on wastin' my time
You keep on wastin', keep on wastin' time
You keep on
wastin', keep on wastin' time
You keep on wastin', keep on wastin' time
You keep on
wastin', keep on wastin' time
Blues Anthem
If I cannot be so happy without you, my dear
If I cannot
hold you close, evr'y second that you're here
You must know I can't go on,
ev'ry time I sing my song
If I cannot have your love, I'll sing the blues
Every time I'm feeling low and far away
All the time I
think of you every second of the day
And you know you hurt my pride but I'd
rather be by your side
If I cannot have your love, I'll sing the blues
Sing the blues all my life, I got trouble, I got strife
How
can a man expect to be so free
To travel this so lonely road and to carry
it's heavy load
Is becoming far too much, too much for me
If I cannot be so happy, then I'm gonna be on my way
The
many nights I needed your love, it never worked out that way
For I must have
my babe, for I'm feeling extremely sad
If I cannot have your love, I'm gonna
play the blues
Sing the blues all my life, so much trouble, so much strife
How can a man expect to be so free
To travel this so lonely road and to carry
its heavy load
I rather have your love, than sing the blues
Yes, I rather have your love than sing the blues
Yes, I
rather have your love, baby, than sing the blues
The Only One
This all fits - it's all it ever really, really was
'Cause
it's the only one
Towards that - can you explain?
It's just to some extent
you linger on and on again
And it's the only one
Well I can't sit down but it looks like I'm moving again
And there we sit - we oughta try
I try to minimize, minimize, minimize, oh
yeah
Get out at night - and if I do
I count a thousand smiles that turn
around at you
'Cause it's the only one
Well I can't sit down, but it looks like I'm moving baby
And so it is - I think I know
I might have finally, finally quantified,
quantified
Well it's the only one, oh yeah
I give my word - my lips are
sealed
Do you ever really wonder how I really feel?
You're the only one
Turning, turning - turning, turning
Well I can't sit still
but it looks like I'm moving, yeah
What is it about you that I feel inside?
Well I can't explain
What is it about you that I feel inside but I can't
explain?
Oh, no - honey, it fits
Baby, it's all it ever really was
Talk, talk, talk, talk - talk, talk, talk, talk
Well I
can't sit still but you know that I'm moving again
It's all it fits - it's all it ever really, really was
Could you resist?
'Cause it's the only one
Your time has gone - can you
explain?
It's just to some extent you linger on and on again, on again, on
again
It's very strange - it's very strange
Turning, turning - turning, turning
No I can't sit still
when you know that I'm moving now
What is it about you that I feel inside?
Well I can't explain
What is it about you that I feel inside but I can't
explain?
Over The Hills And Fair Away
Hey lady--you got the love I need
Maybe more than enough.
Oh Darling... walk a while with me
You've got so much...
Many have I loved - Many times been bitten
Many times I've
gazed along the open road.
Many times I've lied - Many times I've listened
Many times
I've wondered how much there is to know.
Many dreams come true and some have silver linings
I live
for my dream and a pocketful of gold.
Mellow is the man who knows what he's been missing
Many
many men can't see the open road.
Many is a word that only leaves you guessing
Guessing 'bout
a thing you really ought to know, ooh!
You really ought to know...
Wanna Make Love
Saturday night, you're lookin' just right
People all stop
and stare
Lick your lips, shake your hips
Run your fingers through
your hair
You bump and grind, make me lose my mind
Baby, that's so
unfair
You just don't stop, you wind me up
Oh baby, wait until I
get you home
Gonna make sweet love to you
Oh, gonna make sweet love to you
Dressed to kill, dressed to thrill
I guess you know what I
mean
Goin' out, showin' out
Yet every you're every schoolboy's
dream
You rock, you roll you, oh my soul
You make we wanna shout
and scream
You never stop, you wind me up
Oh baby, wait until i get
you home
Gonna make sweet love to you
Oh, gonna make sweet love to you
Help me, help me
I need you baby, yes I do
I just can't
seem to keep control
Every time I look at you
Hold me, hold me
Tell me that you need me true
Baby,
baby
Oh, just a-wait until I get you home
Gonna make sweet love to you
Oh yeah, make sweet love to you
The way you walk, the way you talk
It gets me so damn hot
I might give in, but I won't give up
I'll give you everything that I got
It's gettin' late, and I just can't wait
To see if you are
ready or not
I wanna hold you now, I have you now
Oh baby, wait until I get you home
Make sweet love to you
Oh, gonna make sweet love to you
Oh, gonna make sweet love to you
Oh yeah, gonna make sweet
love to you
Baby, baby, baby, baby, oh
Oh, wait until I get you home
Gonna make sweet love to you
Oh, gonna make sweet love to you
Oh, make sweet love to you
Oh, gonna make sweet love to you
Oh, gonna make love to you, yeah
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