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The love thing |
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The love thing |
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The love thing |
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Your body moves in new directions |
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Your brain is losing its connection |
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Somebody gave you an injection |
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Now you're a state to the affection |
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You're talking to your own reflection |
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And you know that is the love thing, the love thing |
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You're like a puppet on the master's string |
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Yeah it's the love thing, the love thing |
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There ain't no remedy against that strain |
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Now you know what you've been missing before |
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Once it's open ain't no closing that door |
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Try for free but they are pushing for more |
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It's the, the love, the love, the love thing |
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You're reading poetry of passion |
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Turning into a follower of fashion |
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You're tired to talk of bad emotions |
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You're buying tons of body lotion |
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Can't think your mind's in a commotion |
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And you know that is the love thing, the love thing |
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You're like a puppet on the master's string |
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Yeah it's the love thing, the love thing |
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There ain't no remedy against that strain |
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Now you know what you've been missing before |
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Once it's open ain't no closing that door |
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Try for free but they are pushing for more |
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It's the, the love, the love, the love thing |
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Now you never eat |
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You never go to sleep |
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It's more than you can take |
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This warm little fire |
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Burning through the night |
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It's keeping you awake |
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And you know, the love thing |
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The love thing |
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And you know |
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And you know that is the love thing |
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You're like a puppet on the master's string |
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Yeah it's the love thing, the love thing |
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There ain't no remedy against that strain |
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The love thing |
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The love thing |