I’ve said too much
I have said too much
But it never, seems to be enough I searched for the words to say Not knowing, if it would be ok
And I, showed you all my feelings Lost track, of me believing
And now, I’m so attached to you If you don’t love me
What the fuck will I do
And now I see that life ain’t real
It doesn’t only depends on just how you feel
I have undressed my mind
Kept nothing, left inside
And now, there is no mystery We’ll have to create a new history
I can’t feel your smell
And from your writing,I can’t tell That, makes me so afraid
But I am willing, it will go away
And now I see that life ain’t real
It doesn’t only depends on just how you feel
oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh

Lord have ya seen Johnny Aberdeen

dis man's really amazin'

in three piece suit or jeans

he's in I magazine, on every tele screen

goin' whey no man no man has been

behind da scene oh behind da scene!

Ah wish dat I could be as righteous as Johnny

don't care 'bout di money, di gals or di glory

mi know de time will tell

if Johnny gone a hell or if Johnny's singin' wid angels!

Breddas and sistas do you remember

Aberdeen's last letter, him died of strong fever

di month was decemberbut who know di hour?

goin' whey no man no man has been

behind da scene oh behind da scene!

Ah wish dat I could see a good man like Johnny

don't care 'bout di money, di gals or di glory

Johnny never grow old, he had di heart of gold!