Little Willie John And Wife, Darrylin

Written By Stevie Wonder

Very superstitious, writings on the wall
Very superstitious, ladders 'bout to fall
Thirteen month old baby, broke the lookin' glass.

When you believe in things that you don't understand,
Then you suffer,
Superstition ain't the way.

Very superstitious, wash your face and hands,
Rid me of the problem, do all that you can,
Keep me in a daydream, keep me goin' strong,
You don't wanna save me, sad is my song

When you believe in things that you don't understand,
Then you suffer,
Superstition ain't the way, yeh, yeh.

Very superstitious, nothin' more to say,
Very superstitious, the devil's on his way,
Thirteen month old baby, broke the lookin' glass,
Seven years of bad luck, good things in your past.

When you believe in things that you don't understand,
Then you suffer,
Superstition ain't the way, no, no, no.

Written By Jay Grayson, Tom Canning And AL Jarreau

Look what you've done for me
You're makin' more fun for me
Troubadour me, destined to be
Set in my ways-stuck in my daze

You were the butterfly, winkin'
at me
Makin' my fires fly
Brought me romance, taught me
to dance-
Makin' me win, makin' me grin,
Schoolin' me

Breakin' away, your love has
open-end eyes that couldn't see
Breakin' away, your beacon in the
night discovered me

Show me some parachutes (Away,
today, sail away)
As long as I'm here, bring me
some climbing boots
Open the door, give me sl
some more

Fasten the pin-loosen the pin
Pull for me

Breakin' away, your love has
opened eyes that couldn't see
Breakin' away, your beacon in the
night discovered me