Nineteen Hundred and Eighty-five piano leadsheet with chords

No one ever left alive in nineteen hundred and eightyfive will ever do.

She may be right,

she may be fine;

she may get love, but she won't get mine 'cause I got you.

Whoa, I,

oh, I,

well, I just can't get enough of that sweet stuff my little lady gets behind.

(Ooh,

ooh,

ooh.)

Oh, my mama said a time would come when I would and find myself in love with you.

I didn't think,

I never dreamed that I would be around won't to see it all come true.

Whoa, I,

oh, I,

well, I just can't get enough of that sweet stuff my little lady gets behind.

(Ooh,

ooh,

ooh.)

No one ever left alive in nineteen hundred and eightyfive will ever do.

She may be right,

she may be fine;

she may get love, but she won't get mine,

'cause I got you.

Whoa, I,

oh, I,

well, I just can't get enough of that sweet stuff my little lady gets behind.