The Five Marks

*When a man loves a woman,

he can't keep his mind on nothing else

He'll trade the world

for the good thing he's found

If she is bad, he can't see it,

she can do no wrong

Turn his back on his best friend*

if he put her down

(Audience cheering)

*When a man loves a woman,

spend his very last dime

Tryin' to hold on to what he needs

He'd give up all his comforts,

sleep out in the rain*

If she said that's the way it ought to be

*Well, this woman loves a man

I gave you everything I had

Tryin' to hold on to your high class love*

Baby, please don't treat me bad

(Audience continues to cheer, lights begin flickering)

*When a man loves a woman,

down deep in his soul

She can bring him such misery

If she plays him for a fool,

he's the last one to know*

Lovin' eyes can't ever see

*When a man loves a woman

he can do her no wrong

He can never own some other girl

Yes, when a man loves a woman

I know exactly how he feels*

'Cause baby, baby, baby, you're my world

(Applause)

Very quickly, I would like now to talk about your reviews. For Life of Love, "The group can't even write their own songs. Never in one million years have they seemed to come up with anything original."

For God's sake, I mean...

For Disco Gospel, "Lacks in almost any sacred or tasteful field." And that's from the Legion of Decency in the United States.

Whoa, now THAT'S a good album. THAT'S a good album.

Well, I'm a Catholic, so, um, least you could say is, they didn't ex-communicate me for this.

The merely three-word review for your LP, World of Harmony, just says "World of Shit."

Whoa there. The reviewer really said "Shit?" You can't even print that word! No way! Uh-uh! No, can't get away with printin' that!

Whoa, that's going too far. You can't print the word "shit" in your review!

You can't print that! You can't print that! There's just no way on earth you can print that!