Lovin' on Next to Nothin' Songtext
von Gladys Knight & The Pips

Lovin' on Next to Nothin' Songtext

He's riding the plains living up to his name
As the next to the last true romantic
He knows that his story is tragic
But he can't rest until he's next to you
All the girls know his fame, men curse his name
And they talk about him like he's magic
But he's the next to the last true romantic
And he can't rest until he's next to you
He's stolen hearts like they're horses
And horses when hearts can't be found
He keeps riding from one horse to one horse to one horse towns
It gets him down
He knows he's a fool to get caught up with you
But he's the next to the last true romantic
And he can't let go of love once he's had it
And he can't rest until he's next to you
There's always whiskey and women
And women and whiskey around
And he can't tell which is worse
To be dying of thirst or to drown
That gets him down
So he smiles through the pain, he pinch Estelle, he dance with Jane
Sometimes even he don't know how he stands it
But he's the next to the last true romantic
And he can't rest until he's next to you
And he can't rest until he's next to you

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