Real Real Gone

I'm real real gone I got hit by a bow and arrow You got me down to the very marrow You're a friend of mine And I'm real real gone On the radio Music coming and I hear Sam Cooke's voice Well I know I don't have any choice That's the way it is And I'm real, real real gone, man I can't stand up by myself Don't you know, baby, I need your help You're a friend of mine And I'm real real gone, alright Well, I'm dancing Dancing till my, till my body's soaking wet Till I'm completely wet with sweat Once I've started I'm just real real gone, man I got hit by a bow and arrow