Текст песни Gotta Get Back To My Baby - Steve Winwood
I
had
a
drink,
I
saw
a
fight
I
glanced
across
the
smoke
filled
room
And
I
began
to
think
of
my
baby
I
wonder
what
I′m
doing
here
All
on
my
own,
it
isn't
clear
I
miss
her
smile,
I
miss
her
touch
I
know
that
I
just
have
to
see
my
baby
I
gotta
get
back,
whoa,
back
to
my
baby
Gotta
get
back,
whoa,
back
to
my
baby
I
had
to
have
a
change
of
scene
And
rid
my
mind
of
everything
The
realization
came
to
me
The
only
place
to
be
was
with
my
baby
I′ve
gotta
leave
this
place
I'm
in
And
get
back
to
my
love
again
I
packed
my
bags
and
headed
home
It
won't
be
long
before
I′m
with
my
baby
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