Song | The More You Ruv Someone |
Artist | Various Artists |
Album | Avenue Q |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Kate Monster: | |
Why can’t people get along and love each other, Christmas Eve? | |
Christmas Eve: | |
You think getting along same as loving? | |
Sometimes love right where you hating most, Kate Monster. | |
Kate Monster: | |
Huh? | |
Christmas Eve: | |
The more you love someone, | |
The more you want to kill ‘em. | |
The more you love someone, | |
The more he make you cry | |
Though you are try | |
For making peace | |
With them and loving, | |
That’s why you love so strong | |
You like to make him die! | |
The more you love someone, | |
The more he make you crazy. | |
The more you love someone, | |
The more you wishing him dead! | |
Sometime you look at him | |
And only see fat and lazy, | |
And wanting baseball bat | |
For hitting him on his head! | |
Love | |
Kate Monster: | |
Love | |
Christmas Eve: | |
And hate | |
Kate Monster: | |
And hate | |
Christmas Eve: | |
They like two brothers | |
Kate Monster: | |
Brothers | |
Christmas Eve: | |
Who go on a date | |
Kate Monster: | |
Who....what? | |
Christmas Eve: | |
Where one of them goes, | |
Other one follows | |
You inviting love | |
He also bringing sorrows | |
Kate Monster: | |
Ah, yes. | |
Christmas Eve: | |
The more you love someone, | |
The more you want to kill ‘em. | |
Loving and killing | |
Fit like hand in glove! | |
Kate Monster: | |
Hand in glove. | |
Christmas Eve: | |
So if there someone | |
You are wanting so | |
To kill ‘em. | |
You go and find him. | |
And you get him. | |
And you no kill him. | |
‘Cause chances good | |
Both: | |
He is your love. |
Kate Monster: | |
Why can' t people get along and love each other, Christmas Eve? | |
Christmas Eve: | |
You think getting along same as loving? | |
Sometimes love right where you hating most, Kate Monster. | |
Kate Monster: | |
Huh? | |
Christmas Eve: | |
The more you love someone, | |
The more you want to kill ' em. | |
The more you love someone, | |
The more he make you cry | |
Though you are try | |
For making peace | |
With them and loving, | |
That' s why you love so strong | |
You like to make him die! | |
The more you love someone, | |
The more he make you crazy. | |
The more you love someone, | |
The more you wishing him dead! | |
Sometime you look at him | |
And only see fat and lazy, | |
And wanting baseball bat | |
For hitting him on his head! | |
Love | |
Kate Monster: | |
Love | |
Christmas Eve: | |
And hate | |
Kate Monster: | |
And hate | |
Christmas Eve: | |
They like two brothers | |
Kate Monster: | |
Brothers | |
Christmas Eve: | |
Who go on a date | |
Kate Monster: | |
Who.... what? | |
Christmas Eve: | |
Where one of them goes, | |
Other one follows | |
You inviting love | |
He also bringing sorrows | |
Kate Monster: | |
Ah, yes. | |
Christmas Eve: | |
The more you love someone, | |
The more you want to kill ' em. | |
Loving and killing | |
Fit like hand in glove! | |
Kate Monster: | |
Hand in glove. | |
Christmas Eve: | |
So if there someone | |
You are wanting so | |
To kill ' em. | |
You go and find him. | |
And you get him. | |
And you no kill him. | |
' Cause chances good | |
Both: | |
He is your love. |
Kate Monster: | |
Why can' t people get along and love each other, Christmas Eve? | |
Christmas Eve: | |
You think getting along same as loving? | |
Sometimes love right where you hating most, Kate Monster. | |
Kate Monster: | |
Huh? | |
Christmas Eve: | |
The more you love someone, | |
The more you want to kill ' em. | |
The more you love someone, | |
The more he make you cry | |
Though you are try | |
For making peace | |
With them and loving, | |
That' s why you love so strong | |
You like to make him die! | |
The more you love someone, | |
The more he make you crazy. | |
The more you love someone, | |
The more you wishing him dead! | |
Sometime you look at him | |
And only see fat and lazy, | |
And wanting baseball bat | |
For hitting him on his head! | |
Love | |
Kate Monster: | |
Love | |
Christmas Eve: | |
And hate | |
Kate Monster: | |
And hate | |
Christmas Eve: | |
They like two brothers | |
Kate Monster: | |
Brothers | |
Christmas Eve: | |
Who go on a date | |
Kate Monster: | |
Who.... what? | |
Christmas Eve: | |
Where one of them goes, | |
Other one follows | |
You inviting love | |
He also bringing sorrows | |
Kate Monster: | |
Ah, yes. | |
Christmas Eve: | |
The more you love someone, | |
The more you want to kill ' em. | |
Loving and killing | |
Fit like hand in glove! | |
Kate Monster: | |
Hand in glove. | |
Christmas Eve: | |
So if there someone | |
You are wanting so | |
To kill ' em. | |
You go and find him. | |
And you get him. | |
And you no kill him. | |
' Cause chances good | |
Both: | |
He is your love. |