Got To Be Yourself Thelma Houston

Baby, I'm exhausted from the life you lead
Why don't you slow down?
Every night you're out there makin' every scene
Your face is all over town
You've got your hot appointments
You've got your business deals, baby
Big Deal
When you look into the mirror, tell me
Which part of you is real?

You're running with a fast crowd
You're throwin' out the mean green
You're tryin' to impress me
But oh... oh

I don't need excitement
I need something else
When you come around me
Got to be yourself
I need to see the real you
To fall under your spell
When you come around me
Got to be yourself

Don't give me no perfume from the south of France
Don't bother
I've got my own style
All I want's a full moon and a slow, slow dance
If you wanna see me smile