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(difford/tilbrook) |
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You've left my ring by the soap, |
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Now is that love? |
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You cleaned me out you could say broke, |
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Now is that love? |
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The better better better it gets |
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The more these girls forget |
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That that is love. |
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You won't get dressed you walk about, |
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Now is that, is that |
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A teasing glance has pushed me out, |
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Now is that, is that |
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The tougher tougher tougher it gets |
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The more my lips frequent |
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Now that is love. |
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Beat me up with your letters, your walk out notes, |
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Funny how you still find me right here at home. |
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Legs up with a book and a drink, |
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Now is that love that's making you think. |
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You've called my bluff i'm not so hot, |
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Now is that love |
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My assets froze while yours have dropped, |
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Now is that, is that |
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It's the cupid cupid cupid disguise |
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That more or less survived |
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Now that is love. |
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Beat me up with your letters, your walk out notes, |
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Funny how you still find me right here at home. |
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Legs up with a book and a drink, |
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Now is that love that's making you think. |
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You've made my bed the finger points |
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Now is that, is that love |
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The more you more you more you cool down |
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The easier love is found |
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Now that is love. |
