| Song | Stop Breakin Down |
| Artist | Jeff Healey |
| Album | Cover to Cover |
| 作曲 : Johnson | |
| Every time | |
| I'm walkin' down the streets | |
| Some pretty mama stop breakin' down with me | |
| Stop breakin' down, yes stop breakin' down | |
| The stuff | |
| I got'll bust your brains out, baby | |
| Ooh, it'll make you lose your mind | |
| I can't walk the streets now, can't consulate my mind | |
| Some no good woman she starts breakin' down | |
| Stop breakin' down, please stop breakin' down | |
| The stuff | |
| I got'll bust your brains out, baby | |
| Ooh, it'll make you lose your mind | |
| Now, you Saturday night womens, you love to ape and clown | |
| You won't do nothin' but tear a good man reputation down | |
| Stop breakin' down, please stop breakin' down | |
| The stuff | |
| I got'll bust your brains out, baby | |
| Ooh, it'll make you lose your mind | |
| Now, I give my baby, now the 99 degree | |
| She jumped up and throwed a pistol down on me | |
| Stop breakin' down, please stop breakin' down | |
| Stuff I got'll bust your brains out, baby | |
| Ooh, it'll make you lose your mind | |
| I can't start walkin' down the streets | |
| But my pretty mama don't start breakin' down with me | |
| Stop breakin' down, yeah stop breakin' down | |
| The stuff | |
| I got'll bust your brains out, baby | |
| Ooh, it'll make you lose your mind |
| zuò qǔ : Johnson | |
| Every time | |
| I' m walkin' down the streets | |
| Some pretty mama stop breakin' down with me | |
| Stop breakin' down, yes stop breakin' down | |
| The stuff | |
| I got' ll bust your brains out, baby | |
| Ooh, it' ll make you lose your mind | |
| I can' t walk the streets now, can' t consulate my mind | |
| Some no good woman she starts breakin' down | |
| Stop breakin' down, please stop breakin' down | |
| The stuff | |
| I got' ll bust your brains out, baby | |
| Ooh, it' ll make you lose your mind | |
| Now, you Saturday night womens, you love to ape and clown | |
| You won' t do nothin' but tear a good man reputation down | |
| Stop breakin' down, please stop breakin' down | |
| The stuff | |
| I got' ll bust your brains out, baby | |
| Ooh, it' ll make you lose your mind | |
| Now, I give my baby, now the 99 degree | |
| She jumped up and throwed a pistol down on me | |
| Stop breakin' down, please stop breakin' down | |
| Stuff I got' ll bust your brains out, baby | |
| Ooh, it' ll make you lose your mind | |
| I can' t start walkin' down the streets | |
| But my pretty mama don' t start breakin' down with me | |
| Stop breakin' down, yeah stop breakin' down | |
| The stuff | |
| I got' ll bust your brains out, baby | |
| Ooh, it' ll make you lose your mind |