Baby, the feeling that you give to me
Maybe I'm thinking your so good to me
Is it really, really me?
Is it really, really me?
Baby, the feeling, I can't stand the joy
Spare me some feeling if I wake up a boy
Is it really, really me?
Is it really, really me?
Baby, I'm feeling like a fire, I am
Am I still teething or could I be a man?
Is it? Is it?
Is it really, really me?
Is it really, really me?
I gotta get along 'cos it's a long, long ride now
I've been away too long, I gotta get on home now
I'm getting far too old to know my dream of fortune
But the time is flowing now, I know what I must do
I gotta go home, I gotta go home
I gotta go home to ease my mind
I gotta go home, I gotta go home
I gotta go home to ease my mind
I gotta get along 'cos it's a long, long ride now
I've been away too long, I gotta get on home now
I'm getting far too old to know my dream of fortune
But the time is flowing now, I know what I must do
I gotta go home, I gotta go home
I gotta go home to ease my mind
I gotta go home, I gotta go home
I gotta go home to ease my mind
Writer(s): Alan Lancaster
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