| Song | I Call That True Love |
| Artist | Dr. Hook |
| Album | Dr. Hook & the Medicine Show |
| 作词 : Silverstein | |
| Ever' mornin' won't you you wake up early cook me great big T-bone steak | |
| Serve it to me in bed go on the street and hustle bring me back all the money you make | |
| Won't you rub my body with sweet scented oil, cool me with a 'lectric fan | |
| Run to the church fall down on your knees say "Lord I wanna thank you for that man" | |
| And I'll call that true love, true and sweet | |
| That ain't the kind of love I'm gettin' | |
| But baby that's the kind of love I need | |
| I wanna come home every evenin' to a great big meal of wine and roasted pheasant | |
| I want you to say to me "Ray, hey this is Susy, this is Kay, I brought 'em both home to you for a present" | |
| When "The Man" downs his soul and find my stash, won't you tell 'em it belongs to you | |
| And when you're sittin' in the slam tell all the other chickies when they get out they should look me up too | |
| And I'll call that true love, true and sweet | |
| That ain't the kind of love I'm gettin' | |
| But baby that's the kind of love I need | |
| Some guy accuses me of foolin' with his wife threatens to take me apart | |
| Points a gun at me, I want you to jump in the middle and take the bullet in your own heart | |
| And as you're lyin' on the floor and dyin', I want you to look up at me and say | |
| "Hey Ray I'm sorry I messed up your rug, just roll my body out of the way" | |
| And I'll call that true love, true and sweet | |
| That ain't the kind of love I'm gettin' | |
| But baby that's the kind of love I need | |
| Hollywood calls you on the telephone I want you to turn down the part | |
| And when we're ballin' baby, ride on top so I never ever strain my heart | |
| And I'll call that true love, true and sweet | |
| That ain't the kind of love I'm gettin' |
| zuò cí : Silverstein | |
| Ever' mornin' won' t you you wake up early cook me great big Tbone steak | |
| Serve it to me in bed go on the street and hustle bring me back all the money you make | |
| Won' t you rub my body with sweet scented oil, cool me with a ' lectric fan | |
| Run to the church fall down on your knees say " Lord I wanna thank you for that man" | |
| And I' ll call that true love, true and sweet | |
| That ain' t the kind of love I' m gettin' | |
| But baby that' s the kind of love I need | |
| I wanna come home every evenin' to a great big meal of wine and roasted pheasant | |
| I want you to say to me " Ray, hey this is Susy, this is Kay, I brought ' em both home to you for a present" | |
| When " The Man" downs his soul and find my stash, won' t you tell ' em it belongs to you | |
| And when you' re sittin' in the slam tell all the other chickies when they get out they should look me up too | |
| And I' ll call that true love, true and sweet | |
| That ain' t the kind of love I' m gettin' | |
| But baby that' s the kind of love I need | |
| Some guy accuses me of foolin' with his wife threatens to take me apart | |
| Points a gun at me, I want you to jump in the middle and take the bullet in your own heart | |
| And as you' re lyin' on the floor and dyin', I want you to look up at me and say | |
| " Hey Ray I' m sorry I messed up your rug, just roll my body out of the way" | |
| And I' ll call that true love, true and sweet | |
| That ain' t the kind of love I' m gettin' | |
| But baby that' s the kind of love I need | |
| Hollywood calls you on the telephone I want you to turn down the part | |
| And when we' re ballin' baby, ride on top so I never ever strain my heart | |
| And I' ll call that true love, true and sweet | |
| That ain' t the kind of love I' m gettin' |