This Feeling´s Killing Me - The Jones Girls

Every time you pass me by, 
You step and stare then with your eye, 
Little boy. 

I got no time to play those games, 
I´ve been hurt before, 
Can´t stand the pain, 
But if I have to try, I won´t complain, 
That you´re just not the man. 

And this feeling´s killing me, 
Ooh yeah. 
And this feeling´s killing me, 
Why. 
And this feeling´s killing me, 
Wee yah. 

When I meet this man of mine, 
He will have to spend some time with me, 
I know he will, such a thrill he has to feel. 
And not someone who´s gone all day, 
Have to feel secure in every way, 
A woman likes to know, 
She´s here to stay, 
And you´re just not the man. 

And this feeling´s killing me, 
Oh yeah. 
And this feeling´s killing me, 
Why. 
And this feeling´s killing me, 
Wee yah. 

Loving you´s a two way street, 
But you´ve got good love with me, 
A woman likes to know, 
She´s here to stay, 
And you´re just not the man. 

And this feeling´s killing me, 
Oh yeah. 
And this feeling´s killing me, 
Why. 
And this feeling´s killing me, 
Wee yah. 

Feeling´s killing, 
Sha ba baba doo wa. 
Feeling is killing, 
The feeling´s killing me, 
The feeling´s killing me, yeah. 
Shabba dabba dee, shabba dabba dee, 
Shabba dabba dee ah, 
Doo doo doo doo. 
Shabba dabba dee, shabba dabba dee, 
Shabba dabba dee ah, 
Doo doo doo doo. 
Shabba dabba dee, shabba dabba dee, 
Shabba dabba dee ah, 
Doo doo doo doo.