(I. J. Hunter/C. Franklin)
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All night long I could not sleep
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For ringing in my ear
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I heard a sweet, soft melody, yes I did
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The words at first, I couldn't make out clear
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The black cloud had drifted away
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And, baby, this is what I heard her say, she said
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Without love, there's nothing you can do - oh, oh, oh
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Without love, you're not really you - oh, baby
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All night long she spoke to me
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She whispered in my ear
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Beneath that sweet, soft melody
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She said, "Don't you know that a rich man
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A rich man that might be poor
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If money is all that he has"
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Without love, there's nothing you can do - oh, oh, oh
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Without love, you're not really you - oh, baby
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And all night long she spoke to me
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She whispered in my ear
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Way beneath that sweet, soft melody
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And this is what she said
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She said, "Hey, baby, don't you know that a rich man
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A rich man that might be poor
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If money is all that he has"
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Baby, without love, there's nothing you can do - oh, oh, oh
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Without love, you're not really you - oh, oh, oh
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Insamusic/Probe II Inc ASCAP/Dundit, Afgan BMI
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Without Love
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| Southside Johnny & the Asbury Jukes |
