Tina Turner. Foreign Affair. Ask Me How I Feel. Zeneszám
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(Albert Hammond & Holly Knight)
Oh, I'm waiting in the storm, ask me how I feel
When things are going wrong, why don't you ask me how I feel
The night is awful cold, ask me how I feel
You're much too loose to hold, why don't you ask me how I feel
I close my eyes, to follow you
To my surprise, you're so untrue
And I'm crying, I'm dying
Oh, I'm waiting in the storm, ask me how I feel
When you keep me hanging on, why don't you ask me how I feel
The waters run so deep, ask me how I feel
When I don't get any sleep, why don't you ask me how I feel
And when you're down, you lean on me
You're a fool, too blind to see
That I'm crying, I'm dying
Oh, I'm waiting in the storm, why don't you ask me how I feel?
What the hell is going on, why don't you ask me how I feel?
When you stay out late at night, ask me how I feel
When you think that I'm uptight, why don't you ask me how I feel oh
You don't treat me tender, no matter what I do
But I'm the great pretender, whoa...
I'm waiting in the storm, ask me how I feel
What the hell is going on?
When you stay out late at night
You never ask me how I feel
You just say that I'm uptight
When you're down, I do for you
And now I find that you're untrue
(Albert Hammond & Holly Knight)
Oh, I'm waiting in the storm, ask me how I feel
When things are going wrong, why don't you ask me how I feel
The night is awful cold, ask me how I feel
You're much too loose to hold, why don't you ask me how I feel
I close my eyes, to follow you
To my surprise, you're so untrue
And I'm crying, I'm dying
Oh, I'm waiting in the storm, ask me how I feel
When you keep me hanging on, why don't you ask me how I feel
The waters run so deep, ask me how I feel
When I don't get any sleep, why don't you ask me how I feel
And when you're down, you lean on me
You're a fool, too blind to see
That I'm crying, I'm dying
Oh, I'm waiting in the storm, why don't you ask me how I feel?
What the hell is going on, why don't you ask me how I feel?
When you stay out late at night, ask me how I feel
When you think that I'm uptight, why don't you ask me how I feel oh
You don't treat me tender, no matter what I do
But I'm the great pretender, whoa...
I'm waiting in the storm, ask me how I feel
What the hell is going on?
When you stay out late at night
You never ask me how I feel
You just say that I'm uptight
When you're down, I do for you
And now I find that you're untrue
Foreign Affair
Tina Turner
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