Still Thinking About Your Love

It was early one morning, Dim Sam’s I was
Crusading for my usual cause
I didn’t know what was to be
The beginning of the end of me
Pay the price, any expanse
Just for my deliverance, well…
Still thinking about your love
How it seemed to fit just like a glove
Still thinking about your thang
While I’m waiting for the telephone rang
Coming down the very next day
After what you gave away
I got so high I lost my mind
You’re everything that I’d hoped to find
Pay the price, any expanse
Just for my deliverance, well…
Still thinking about your love
How it seemed to fit just like a glove
Still thinking about your thang
While I’m waiting for the telephone rang
Ooh, oh-oh…
Oh, yeah!
Pay the price, any expanse
Just for my deliverance
To have you again I would walk on water
For you I’m just a lamb to the slaughter
Still thinking about your love
How it seemed to fit just like a glove
Still thinking about your thang
While I’m waiting for the telephone rang, oh, whoa
Still thinking about your love
How it seemed to fit just like a glove
Still thinking about your thang
While I’m waiting for the telephone rang, hey, hey
Still thinking about your love
How it seemed to fit just like a glove
Still thinking about your thang
While I’m waiting for the telephone rang, ooh-hoo…
Still thinking about your love
How it seemed to fit just like a glove
Still thinking about your thang
While I’m waiting for the telephone rang