Every Which Way

(الألبوم: Player - 1977)

Through the long, cold nights of winter
A man needs love to warm his heart
Had my share of contribution
Until you came along, melted me

I heard the sweet, sweet sound of angels
Pouring down from heaven above
In the spring, her young man's fancy
Turns to thoughts of love, baby

You got me running
Every which way, every which way, every which way
Girl, you got me running
Every which way, every which way, every which way
Don't know where I'm going
Every which way, every which way, every which way

I have always been a winner, yes, I have been
I don't know where I stand, mmm hmm
You leave me hanging 'round your doorstep
With my heart held in my hand, baby

You got me running
Every which way, every which way, every which way
Your crazy kind of loving
Every which way, every which way, every which way

Is there a method in my madness?
Is there a reason on my mind?
All I wanna do is hold you
But you don't ever seem to have the time

Every which way, every which way, every which way
Girl, you got me running
Every which way, every which way, every which way
'Round in circles, baby
Every which way, every which way, every which way
I don't understand