
BOB'S MUSIC PLAYER
By: The Cookies/The Beatles
Chains!
I wanna tell you pretty baby,
Chains!
Please believe me when I tell you,
Chains!
Chains!
CHAINS
Chains!
My baby's got me locked up in chains.
And they ain't the kind that you can see.
Woa, these chains of love, got ahold of me, yeh.
Well, I can't break away from these chains.
Can't run around, 'cause I'm not free.
Woa, these chains of love, won't let me be, yeh.
I think you're fine.
I'd like to love you,
but darling I'm imprisoned by these
My baby's got me locked up in chains.
And they ain't the kind that you can see.
Woa, these chains of love, got ahold on me, yeh.
Your lips are sweet.
I'd like to kiss them,
but I can't break away from all of these
My baby's got me locked up in chains.
And they ain't the kind that you can see.
Woa, these chains of love, got ahold on me, yeh.
Chains of love.
Chains of love.
Chains of love.
(repeat to finish)