John Fogerty

(one, two, one, two, three, four...)
Henrietta, baby whatcha do to me?
Henrietta, you say that you wanna leave,
You got me so shook up, I never ever wanna break free.
Henrietta, I say you look so fine,
Henrietta, will your love be mine?
Youre always on the move, hangin on another line.
Chorus:
The day your love went away, I thought that you was gonna stay
But it was an omen, I tried and tried,