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Bette Midler

Breaking Up Somebodys Home

 

Breaking Up Somebodys Home

(album: Bette Midler - 1973)


I got a funny feeling that all of you girls
had better hold on to your man.
'Cause I feel, I says I feel,
I feeeeel like breaking up somebody's home.

See, lying here all alone
on a rainy night like this.
Starving for some loving.
Oh-oh, what I would give,
what I would give for just one kiss.
Every rain drop I hear
against my window pane.
And it's beating through
so loud and clear.
Words, words that speak your name.

See I, I got no where to turn
now that you have gone,
and I feel like
breaking up somebody's home.

I know it's useless
hanging on when you belong to someone else.
But I can't shake the feeling.
Oh, after all, I didn't make this bed.
I got nowhere to turn
na, na, na, now, na, now, now that you have gone.

I saw the boy last night
and I believe I caught a chill.
Well, I could, I could not control the vibration,
and my heart, my heart,
my heart justa would not stand still.
I got nowhere to turn
a now, now, now, now that you have gone,
and I feel like
breaking up somebody's home.
Got nowhere, a nowhere to run
and I'm so damn tired of being all alone,
and I feel like
breaking up somebody's home.

I know it's useless
hanging on when you, you, you, ya,
you belong to someone else.
But I, la, la, la, can't shake the feeling,
oh, after all, I didn't want it this way.
I swear I did not want it this way.
But I got nowhere, a no where to run,
and I'm so g-ddamned tired of being alone,
and I feel like breaking up somebody's home.
Got nowhere, a nowhere to run,
and I'm so g-ddamned tired of being alone,
and I, I feel like, feel like,
breaking up some mutha's home.
One more time.
I, I got nowhere to turn,
a nowhere to, nowhere to, nowhere to turn,
and I feel like, I feel like,
breaking, breaking up somebosy's home.
I gotta break up somebody's home.

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