(I Love) Lucy Songtext
von Albert King
(I Love) Lucy Songtext
Whoo!
I want all of you soul brothers and sisters to gather ′round
I wanna tell you about my Lucy
You see, I fell in love with Lucy the first time I saw her
And the way she shined
Well, it kinda brightened things all around
I remember the first time I took Lucy to a nightclub
All the fellas ran up, they wanted to run
Their fingers all up and down her neck
I said, "Uh-uh, don't do that, that′ll make me mad as heck"
'Cause I love her
I love Lucy, yes I do
And if you put your hands on my Lucy
It ain't no tellin′ what I might do to you
I know what you′re thinkin'
There′s another fool in love
And you right
I love my Lucy
And when I play with her
She feels so good
But wait, I better make myself understood
You see, Lucy made me a star
It ain't what you′re thinkin', the Lucy I′m talkin' about
Is my guitar
And I love her, yeah
I love Lucy, yes I do
And if you put your hands on my Lucy
It ain't no tellin′ what I might do to you, no
Yeah, now tell ′em 'bout it, Lucy
Whoo!
Get it, get it!
Now you see the reason I love Lucy, don′t you?
Talk to 'em, Lucy
Yeah, talk to ′em
I want all of you soul brothers and sisters to gather ′round
I wanna tell you about my Lucy
You see, I fell in love with Lucy the first time I saw her
And the way she shined
Well, it kinda brightened things all around
I remember the first time I took Lucy to a nightclub
All the fellas ran up, they wanted to run
Their fingers all up and down her neck
I said, "Uh-uh, don't do that, that′ll make me mad as heck"
'Cause I love her
I love Lucy, yes I do
And if you put your hands on my Lucy
It ain't no tellin′ what I might do to you
I know what you′re thinkin'
There′s another fool in love
And you right
I love my Lucy
And when I play with her
She feels so good
But wait, I better make myself understood
You see, Lucy made me a star
It ain't what you′re thinkin', the Lucy I′m talkin' about
Is my guitar
And I love her, yeah
I love Lucy, yes I do
And if you put your hands on my Lucy
It ain't no tellin′ what I might do to you, no
Yeah, now tell ′em 'bout it, Lucy
Whoo!
Get it, get it!
Now you see the reason I love Lucy, don′t you?
Talk to 'em, Lucy
Yeah, talk to ′em
Writer(s): William Bell, Booker T. Jones Jr. Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

