Paroles:
Donna Summer Wounded

's a whole lot of hurting being going on Well I've been wounded wounded wounded This ain't no way to be carrying on You see me wounded wounded wounded

's a whole lot of hurting being going on Well I've been wounded, wounded, wounded This ain't no way to be carrying on You see me wounded, wounded, wounded

there's a whole lot of hurting being going on Well I've been wounded, wounded, wounded This ain't no way to be carrying on You see me wounded, wounded, wounded

On Big Alley stands a lady waiting for awhile Acting out an untold story like a wounded child But the mystery of the circumstance won't hide She believes