Lyrics:

(Kix Brooksdon Cook)

seems Like Every Time I Call You
i'm Standing In The Pouring Rain
i Had Another Falling Out With Love
i'm Back Out On The Streets Again
i Could Us A Cup Of Coffee
but I Guess I Better Pass This Time
but You Could Do An Old Friend A Favor
while I'm Still On The Line

i Know You Said It's Over
but This Old Heart's Still Burning With Desire
so Tell Me One More Time
you Don't Love Me Anymore
you Gotta Help Me Girl
i Can't Put Out This Fire

it's Good To Hear Your Voice Again
i Can Almost See Your Smile
it's Good To Talk About Old Times
if Only For A Little While
guess I'll Go On Back To My Place
there's Not Much Else For Me To Do
i Wish That I Could Close My Eyes
without Dreaming Of You

i Know You Said It's Over
but This Old Heart's Still Burning With Desire
so Tell Me One More Time
you Don't Love Me Anymore
you Gotta Help Me Girl
i Can't Put Out This Fire

oh You Gotta Help Me Girl
i Can't Put Out This Fire
no, No, You Gotta Help Me Girl
i Can't Put Out This Fire