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What is this song?

Ju1cyJ

Member
Hey guys I heard this song on my local classic rock station and want to know the title/artist.

It goes something like this:

Lord knows you've got to change,
Baaaaby


it says baaaaaby a bunch of times, but thats all i can relate over the net.

My mom thinks it is older Santana, but I searched that on kaza and none of the song titles looked promising.

who is it?
 
"loooooord help me i cant chaaayayayanynanyageeeeee...."

googling it right now. be back in a sec. NOBODY POST IT. I WANNA DO IT!
 
Originally posted by: Broohaha
"loooooord help me i cant chaaayayayanynanyageeeeee...." googling it right now. be back in a sec. NOBODY POST IT. I WANNA DO IT!

Yep, you're now officially a certified dork.
 
Originally posted by: rbloedow
Originally posted by: Broohaha "loooooord help me i cant chaaayayayanynanyageeeeee...." googling it right now. be back in a sec. NOBODY POST IT. I WANNA DO IT!
Yep, you're now officially a certified dork.

pushes glasses further up nose...... REEEEEEEALLY??? snort snort
 
You've got to change your evil ways, baby,
before I stop lovin' you.
You've got to change, baby,
and every word that I say is true.
You got me runnin' and hidin' all over town,
you got me sneakin' and a-peepin' and runnin' you down.
This can't go on, Lord knows you got to change, baby.

When I come home, baby,
my house is dark and my pots are cold.
You're hangin' round, baby,
with Jean and Joan and-a who knows who.
I'm gettin' tried of waitin' and foolin' around,
I'll find somebody who won't make me feel like a clown.
This can't go on, Lord knows you got to change, baby.

When I come home, baby,
my house is dark and my pots are cold.
You're hangin' round, baby,
with Jean and Joan and-a who knows who.
I'm gettin' tried of waitin' and foolin' around,
I'll find somebody who won't make me feel like a clown.
This can't go on, Lord knows you got to change, baby.

How is this NOT the song Broohaha?
 
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