help me

Help me, I think
Im falling in love again
When I get that crazy feeling
I know Im in trouble again
Im in trouble cause youre a rambler and gambler
Like a sweet talking ladies man
And you love your lovin
But not like you love your freedom
Help me, I think
Im falling in love too fast
Its got me hoping for the future
And worrying about the past
Ive seen a lot of hot, hot blazes
Come down to smoke and ash
And we love our lovin
But not like we love our freedom
Sweet freedom
Didnt it feel good?
We were sitting there talking
Or lying there not talking
Didnt it feel good?
You dance with the lady
With the hole in her stocking
Didnt it feel good?
Didnt it feel good?
Didnt it feel good?
Didnt it feel good?
Didnt it feel good?
Didnt it feel good?
Help me, I think
Im falling in love with you
Are you gonna let me go there by myself
Thats such a lonely thing to do
Both of us flirting
And flirting around and hurting too
We love our lovin
But not like we love our freedom
Sweet freedom