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Tommy Castro
stone crazy
Woman you must be stone-don crazy babyEither you goinâ?? to lose your mind
Woman, woman you must be stone-don crazy
Either you goinâ?? to lose your mind
Way you treat me bad
You must think my little heart is made of ice
I sit here in my dark room
Tears are rollinâ?? down from my eyes
I sit here in my dark room baby
Tears are rollinâ?? down from my eyes
My sweet baby look at me and she said
Baby you must, you must be hurtinâ?? child
Iâ??m going to go south I think
Yes, Iâ??m goinâ?? to go south now baby
Where the weather suits my clothes
Iâ??ve been in this city too long
You know I believe Iâ??m almost froze
Well Iâ??m goinâ?? to go down south baby
People where the weather, the weather suits my clothes
Iâ??m goinâ?? to go back south
People where the weather suits my clothes
Iâ??ve been in the city too long
You know I believe Iâ??m almost froze