Letras
I was down at the lobby
Waiting for you to come
It was early in the morning
Sun was still rising up
And I thought what you're doing
With that man by your bed
I know we have been talking
Can't get out of my head
I started to wonder whether
You wore that golden satin dress
I took one of those papers
That they call magazines
I read one of your stories
And the story begins
She's been seen with some others
She has sins like I live
I would say that I'm sorry
But there's death on my lips
And you start to wonder whether
I am gonna call you or not
Oh, won't you stay
Won't you
Won't you
Oh, won't you stay
And I'm moving on
Yes, I'm moving on
Give me a kiss and I'll get my kicks
Give me a minute and let me talk about your head
And I'll be moving on
Yes, I'll move
Yes, I'll move
I will move it on
Yes, I'll move
Yes, I'll move
Won't you stay
Oh, won't you stay