Bell bottom blues, you made me cry. I don’t want to lose this feeling. And if I could choose a place to die, it would be in your arms. 

Do you want to see me crawl across the floor to you? Do you want to hear me beg you to take me back? I’d gladly do it because, I don’t want to fade away. Give me one more day, please. I don’t want to fade away, in your heart I want to stay.
It’s all wrong, but it’s all right, the way that you treat me baby. Once I was strong but I lost the fight. You won’t find a better loser.