| Song | Dr. L'Ling |
| Artist | Minus the Bear |
| Album | Planet of Ice |
| Don’t give me no hand-me-down love | |
| It don’t wear the same | |
| I want love that looks good on | |
| With a fit that screams my name | |
| Yeah, I was afraid | |
| Of becoming a casual business man | |
| On matters of the heart | |
| Of becoming a casual business man | |
| Or something even worse | |
| But you get in the taxi | |
| Your hands on another man | |
| You must be crazy | |
| If you think | |
| I’ll stand back, yeah | |
| Don’t give me no hand-me-down love | |
| It don’t wear the same | |
| I want love that looks good on | |
| With a fit that screams my name | |
| Yeah, I was afraid[Incomprehensible] so discrete | |
| A maintenance touch | |
| Makes prose from poetry | |
| And it don’t mean much, yeah | |
| A maintenance touch | |
| And it don’t mean much | |
| Can you get enough? | |
| Is there enough? | |
| Can you get enough? | |
| Is there enough? | |
| Can you get enough? | |
| Found out your escape route | |
| Can you get enough? | |
| Is there ever enough? | |
| Found out your escape route | |
| Touch me, sweet | |
| Forget the rest | |
| Hooks feel so nice | |
| Dug in my chest | |
| Touch me, sweet | |
| Touch me, sweet | |
| Don’t give me no hand-me-down love | |
| It don’t wear the same | |
| I want love that looks good on | |
| With a fit that screams my name | |
| Yeah, I was afraid | |
| Of becoming a casual business man | |
| On matters of the heart | |
| Of becoming a casual business man | |
| Or something even worse |
| Don' t give me no handmedown love | |
| It don' t wear the same | |
| I want love that looks good on | |
| With a fit that screams my name | |
| Yeah, I was afraid | |
| Of becoming a casual business man | |
| On matters of the heart | |
| Of becoming a casual business man | |
| Or something even worse | |
| But you get in the taxi | |
| Your hands on another man | |
| You must be crazy | |
| If you think | |
| I' ll stand back, yeah | |
| Don' t give me no handmedown love | |
| It don' t wear the same | |
| I want love that looks good on | |
| With a fit that screams my name | |
| Yeah, I was afraid Incomprehensible so discrete | |
| A maintenance touch | |
| Makes prose from poetry | |
| And it don' t mean much, yeah | |
| A maintenance touch | |
| And it don' t mean much | |
| Can you get enough? | |
| Is there enough? | |
| Can you get enough? | |
| Is there enough? | |
| Can you get enough? | |
| Found out your escape route | |
| Can you get enough? | |
| Is there ever enough? | |
| Found out your escape route | |
| Touch me, sweet | |
| Forget the rest | |
| Hooks feel so nice | |
| Dug in my chest | |
| Touch me, sweet | |
| Touch me, sweet | |
| Don' t give me no handmedown love | |
| It don' t wear the same | |
| I want love that looks good on | |
| With a fit that screams my name | |
| Yeah, I was afraid | |
| Of becoming a casual business man | |
| On matters of the heart | |
| Of becoming a casual business man | |
| Or something even worse |