(All right, come on now)Well it's Sunday afternoonI'm sitting in my living roomAnd I'm stung by loveBaby don't car
e about meShe got a place on the North End RoadI been around, the curtains were closedAnd I'm stung by love, stung by love
Baby don't care about meI got the growing man bluesCan't get it on the National HealthI got the growing man bluesGuess I'l
l have to get it myself(Come on, all right)Well I follow her aroundShe means (?)And I'm stung by love,Baby don't care ab
out meI'm shy(?)It's about eleven when she turns off the lightAnd I'm stung by love, stung by loveBaby don't care about me
I got the growing man bluesCan't get it on the National HealthI got the growing man bluesGuess I'll have to get it myself
He's got the growing man bluesCan't get it on the National HealthI got the growing man bluesGuess I'll have to get it myself