High Crime (Al Jarreau, Jay Graydon, Bobby Lyle)

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Letra
When you said that it was time
To change your point of view
Never entered in my mind
That what you meant was
We were through
Jumpin to conclusions
Is really not my style
And if its just illusion
Itll vanish in a while
Perhaps the pain and stingin
Is only in my mind
I can change my thinkin
But my heart is cryin ouch
High Crime
(What you doin to me)
That you dont love me
(That you dont love me)
High, high crime
(In the first degree)
That you refuse my company
High, high crime
(What you doin to me)
That you dont love me
(That you dont love me)
High, high crime
(In the first degree)
That you refuse to stick with me
(You refuse to stay)
Dont you get the message
So this crazy night is through
And heres the mornin sun
Even though I still love you
Its time to go and have some fun
So get yourself a lawyer
And Ill meet you down in court
Pray the judge is for ya
Cause Im claiming non-support
Heres my deposition
You left me high and dry
You left me with a photograph
You didnt even sign
High crime,
That you refuse my company
(You refuse to stay)
Stick with me
High crime
(Better get a lawyer)
That you dont love me
(That you dont love me)
High, high crime
(Better get a lawyer quick)
That you refuse to stick with me
High, high crime
Discos donde fue grabado
1984
Warner Bros.
1984
Warner Bros.
Artistas que grabaron esta canción
Estados Unidos
Jazz

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