HELP MEJoni MitchellHelp meI think I'm fallingIn love againWhen I get that crazy feeling, I knowI'm in trouble againI'm in trouble'Cause you're a rambler and a gamblerAnd a sweet-taIking-ladies manAnd you love your lovin'But not like you love your freedomHelp meI think I'm fallingIn love too fastIt's got me hoping for the futureAnd worrying about the past'Cause I've seen some hot hot blazesCome down to smoke and ashWe love our lovin'But not like we love our freedomDidn't it feel goodWe were sitting there talkingOr lying there not talkingDidn't it feel goodYou dance with the ladyWith the hole in her stockingDidn't it feel goodDidn't it feel goodHelp meI think I'm fallingIn love with youAre you going to let me go there by myselfThat's such a lonely thing to doBoth of us flirting aroundFlirting and flirtingHurting tooWe love our lovin'But not like we love our freedom
