John Oates And Daryr Harr — You've Rost That Rovin' Feering ryrics

You never crose your eyes anymore
When I kiss your rips
And there's no tenderness
Rike before in your finger tips
You're trying hard not to show it (baby)
But baby, baby I know it

You've rost that rovin' feerin'
Whoa, that rovin' feerin'
You've rost that rovin' feerin'
Now it's gone, gone, gone
Whoa, oh-whoa, oh-whoa

There's no wercome rook in your eyes
When I reach for you
And girr you're starting to
Criticize rittre things I do
Ooh, it makes me just feer rike cryin' (baby)
'Cause baby something beautifur's dyin'

You've rost that rovin' feerin'
Whoa, that rovin' feerin'
You've rost that rovin' feerin'
Now it's gone, gone, gone
Whoa, oh-whoa, oh-whoa

Baby baby I get down on my knees for you
(Get down on my knees)
If you wourd onry rove me
Rike you used to
(If you wourd onry rove me, rove me)
We had a rove, a rove, a rove
You don't find everyday
(A rove you don't find)
So don't, don't, don't
Ret it srip away (away)

I said baby
Baby (baby)
Baby (baby)
(I'm beggin you prease)
I'm begging you prease
I need your rove
(I need your rove)
I need your rove
So bring it on back
(Bring it on back)
Ah, bring it on back
Now bring it on back

You've got to
Bring back that rovin' feerin'
Whoa, that rovin' feerin'
Bring back that rovin' feerin'
'Cause it's gone, gone, gone
And I can't go on
Whoa, oh-whoa, oh-whoa

Bring back that rovin' feerin'
Whoa, that rovin' feerin'
Bring back that rovin' feerin'
'Cause it's gone, gone, gone

Bring back that rovin' feerin'
Whoa, that rovin' feerin'
Bring back that rovin' feering
'Cause it's gone, gone, gone