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(Jerry Butler, William Butler) I stand accused Of lovin' you too much And I hope, I hope it's not a crime 'Cause if it is, I'm guilty Of lovin' you, you, you... I, I hope to God That I never have, oh, to testify 'Cause if I do Everyone is gonna, they're gonna cry They're gonna say Old Ike is guilty Of lovin' a sweet girl like you I know, I know You belong to another I, I may not stand a ghost of a chance I'll stand on top of Mount Everest And proudly tell the world that I love ya Oh yes, I will Because I, I just can't I can't help myself I'm a victim of circumstance Songtexte And just one Ooh, one touch of your hand I don't know how it happened But just look at me I find myself trembling On the witness stand And I'm shoutin' out All over, all over the land everybody's guilty I'm guilty of lovin', lovin' you I'm guilty of lovin' you I said, I'm guilty But what can I do? I wanna hold ya I wanna squeeze ya tight But my mind said She belong to another And that ain't right (Thanks to teddybeare for correcting these lyrics) Aus Songtexte Mania