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Sometimes in our lives, we all have pain, we all have sorrow...

Bobby Brown by Frank Zappa

Hey there, people, I???m bobby brown
They say I???m the cutest boy in town
My car is fast, my teeth is shiney
I tell all the girls they can kiss my heinie
Here I am at a famous school
I???m dressin??? sharp ???n??? i???m
Actin??? cool
I got a cheerleader here wants to help with my paper
Let her do all the work ???n??? maybe later I???ll rape her

Oh God I am the american dream
I do not think I???m too extreme
An??? I???m a handsome sonofabitch
I???m gonna get a good job ???n??? be real rich

(get a good
Get a good
Get a good
Get a good job)

Women???s liberation
Came creepin??? across the nation
I tell you people I was not ready
When I fucked this dyke by the name of freddie
She made a little speech then,
Aw, she tried to make me say when
She had my balls in a vice, but she left the dick
I guess it???s still hooked on, but now it shoots too quick

Oh God I am the american dream
But now I smell like vaseline
An??? I???m a miserable sonofabitch
Am I a boy or a lady...i don???t know which

(I wonder wonder
Wonder wonder)

So I went out ???n??? bought me a leisure suit
I jingle my change, but I???m still kinda cute
Got a job doin??? radio promo
An??? none of the jocks can even tell I???m a homo
Eventually me ???n??? a friend
Sorta drifted along into s&m
I can take about an hour on the tower of power
???long as I gets a little golden shower

Oh God I am the american dream
With a spindle up my butt till it makes me scream
An??? I???ll do anything to get ahead
I lay awake nights sayin???, thank you, fred!
Oh god, oh god, I???m so fantastic!
Thanks to freddie, I???m a sexual spastic
And my name is bobby brown
Watch me now, I???m goin down,
And my name is bobby brown
Watch me now, I???m goin down, etc.
 
The blade of my knife
Faced away from your heart
Those last few nights
It turned and sliced you apart
This love that I tell
Now feels lonely as hell
From this padded prison cell

So many times I said
You'd only be mine
I gave my blood and my tears
And loved you cyanide
When you took my lips
I took your breath
Sometimes love's better off dead

You're all I need, make you only mine
I love you so I set you free
I had to take your life
You're all I need, you're all I need
And I loved you but you didn't love me

Laid out cold
Now we're both alone
But killing you helped me keep you home
I guess it was bad
Cause love can be sad
But we finally make the news

Tied up smiling
I thought you were happy
Never opened your eyes
I thought you were napping
I got so much to learn
About love in this world
But we finally made the news

You're all I need, make you only mine
I loved you so, so I put you to sleep.
 
Rich46yo said:
I saw Frank about 10 times in concert. The last few times he even recognized me in the crowd cause I always went to small venues to watch him play. Man I cried when he died he was a fabulous musician that devoted his life to irony..........................................Rich
i saw him twice in maine n once in vegas.... helluva man.
 
Zappa was the best. To bad he died, I dont think he ever got recognized for the talent he was because he just plain didnt give a shit. People that dont give a shit have always been my heros. Guys like "the dude" Labowsky.....ect

C'mere Bonehead and let me muss your hair up...<mussing boneheads hair>.... I have a new outlook on you, anyone whos mind could come up with Zappa lyrics the same time mine did is OK in my book. And Rocky? I already knew she was smarter then most............................Rich
 
Flex said:
hey Manic, what's that Kingdom of Fear book all about??? Is it good?
Let me give you a sample of his book. In a chapter called 'One Hand Clapping" he teaches a Buddhist a lesson. He's trying to rent an apartment from a Buddhist who thinks he has a keen insight into things Hunter doesn't. One day he is sick of hearing his arrogance so he leans over and whispers, "I know the answer to the greatest riddle."
The Buddhist laughed, "A fool like you knows nothing."
Hunter, "I know the sound of one hand clapping."
The Buddhist and others start laughing because in their world there is no answer to that question.
Hunter kneels to the monk, and whispers "lean closer so I can answer your unanswerable question." The monk leans forward and Hunter explodes with a cupped palm to the monks ear. The monk screams, "Why did you hit me and burst my eardrum?"

"Because that," Hunter says, "is the sound of one hand clapping." :laugh:
 
Well, my pad is very messy and there's whiskers on my chin
And I'm all hung up on music, and I always play to win
I ain't got no time for lovin' 'cause my time is all used up
Just sittin' 'round creatin' all that groovy kind of stuff

Well, I'm a man, yes I am, and I can't help but love you so
Well, I'm a man, yes I am, and I can't help but love you so

Well, if I had my choice of matter I would rather be with cats
All engrossed in mental chatter showin' where our minds are at,
And relating to each other just how strong our will can be
In resisting all involvments with each groovy chick we see

Well, I'm a man, yes I am, and I can't help but love you so
Well, I'm a man, yes I am, and I can't help but love you so

I've got to keep my image while suspended on a throne
That looks out upon a kingdom filled with people all unknown
Who imagine I'm not human and my heart is made of stone
And I've never had no problems and my toliet's trimmed with gold

Well, I'm a man, yes I am, and I can't help but love you so
Well, I'm a man, yes I am, and I can't help but love you so
 
It's time to put our times
behind it all
the bad things off your mind

He's feeling good
she's feeling good
we're feeling good, yeah

Just hanging out
just having fun
we're number one
just hanging out
just having fun

[Chorus:]
I'm a dude
he's a dude
she's a dude
we're all dudes, hey
[x2]

There's nothing better than your friends
there's no problem you can't win
someone who's always got your back
not giving about this and that

Just hanging out
just having fun
we're number one
just hanging out
just having fun

[Chorus (x2)]

It's all about meeting new faces
a smile is on your face and
you can't erase it
partying on, it's going on
partying on, to the break of dawn

It's time to put our times
behind it all
the bad things off your mind

Just hanging out
just having fun
we're number one
just hanging out
just having fun

Just hanging out
just having fun
we're number one

"Uh, wait what are we doing now?
Uh, yo, we're breaking it down...
Rock on dude, haha"
[Chorus]
 
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Time

Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day
You fritter and waste the hours in an off hand way
Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town
Waiting for someone or something to show you the way

Tired of lying in the sunshine staying home to watch the rain
You are young and life is long and there is time to kill today
And then one day you find ten years have got behind you
No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun

And you run and you run to catch up with the sun, but it???s sinking
And racing around to come up behind you again
The sun is the same in the relative way, but you???re older
Shorter of breath and one day closer to death

Every year is getting shorter, never seem to find the time
Plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines
Hanging on in quiet desperation is the english way
The time is gone, the song is over, thought I???d something more to say

Home, home again
I like to be here when I can
And when I come home cold and tired
It???s good to warm my bones beside the fire
Far away across the field
The tolling of the iron bell
Calls the faithful to their knees
To hear the softly spoken magic spells.
 
god i love that song....
 
I couldn't say where she's coming' from,
But I just met a lady named Dinah-Moe Humm

She stroll on over, say look here, bum,
I got a forty dollar bill say you can't make me cum
(Y'jes can't do it)

She made a bet with her sister who's a little bit dumb
She could prove it any time all men was scum

I don't mind that she called me a bum,
But I knew right away she was really gonna cum
(So I got down to it)

I whipped off her bloomers 'n stiffened my thumb
An' applied rotation on her sugar plum

I poked 'n stroked till my wrist got numb
But I still didn't hear no Dinah-Moe Humm,
Dinah-Moe Humm

Dinah-Moe Humm
Dinah-Moe Humm
Where's this Dinah-Moe
Comin' from
I done spent three hours
An' I ain't got a crumb
From the Dinah-Moe, Dinah-Moe, Dinah-Moe
From the Dinah-Moe Humm

Got a spot that gets me hot, ow!
An' you ain't been to it
(No no no no!)
Got a spot that gets me hot, ow!
An' you ain't been to it
(No no no!)
Got a spot that gets me hot
But you ain't been to it
(No no no no no!)
Got a spot that gets me hot
But you ain't been to it
'Cause I can't get into it
Unless I get out of it
An' I gotta get out of it
Before I get into it
'Cause I never get into it
Unless I get out of it
An' I gotta be out of it
To get myself into it

(She looked over at me with a glazed eye
And some bovine perspiration on her upper lip area
And she said . . . )


Just get me wasted
An' you're half-way there
'Cause if my mind's tore up,
Then my body don't care

I rubbed my chinny-chin-chin
An' said my-my-my
What sort of thing
Might this lady get high upon?

I checked out her sister
Who was holdin' the bet
An' wondered what kind of trip
The young lady was on

The forty dollar bill didn't matter no more
When her sister got nekkid an' laid on the floor
She said Dinah-Moe might win the bet
But she could use a little ______ if I wasn't done yet

I told her . . .
Just because the sun
Want a place in the sky
No reason to assume
I wouldn't give her a try

So I pulled on her hair
Got her legs in the air
An' asked if she had any cooties on there

(Whaddya mean cooties! No cooties on me!)

She was buns-up kneelin'
BUNS UP!
I was wheelin' an dealin'
WHEELIN' AN' DEALIN' AN' OOOOH!
She surrender to the feelin'
SHE SWEETLY SURRENDERED
An' she started in to squealin'

Dinah-Moe watched from the edge of the bed
With her lips just a-twitchin' an' her face gone red
Some drool rollin' down
From the edge of her chin
While she spied the condition
Her sister was in
She quivered 'n quaked
An' clutched at herself
While her sister made a joke
About her mental health
'Till Dinah-Moe finally
Did give in
But I told her
All she really needed
Was some discipline . . .

Kiss my aura . . . Dora . . .
M-M-M . . . it's real angora
Would y'all like some more-a?
Right here on the flora?
An' how 'bout you, Fauna?
Y'wanna?


MMM . . . sound like you're chokin' on somethin'

Did you say you want some more?
Well, here's some more . . .


(Oh, baby . . . )

Oh, sure . . . look,
D'you think I could interest you
In a pair of zircon-encrusted tweezers?


MMM . . . tweezers!
Wait a minute, lemme sterilize 'em . . .
Gimme your lighter . . .


I couldn't say where she's coming' from
But I just met a lady named Dinah-Moe Humm

She stroll on over, say look here, bum,
I got a forty dollar bill say you can't make me cum
(Y'jes can't do it)

I whipped off her bloomers 'n stiffened my thumb
An' applied rotation on her sugar plum

I poked 'n stroked till my wrist got numb
An' you know I heard some Dinah-Moe Humm
Some Dinah-Moe Humm
Dinah-Moe Humm
Dinah-Moe Humm
Dinah-Moe
Dinah-Moe
Some Dinah-Moe
An' a little Dinah-Moe
An' some Dinah-Moe
An' some Dinah-Moe
An' some Dinah-Moe
An' a little Dinah-Moe
An' some Dinah-Moe
An' some Dinah-Moe
An' some Dinah-Moe
An' a Dinah-Moe again
An' Dinah-Moe
An' Dora too, lil' Dinah 'n Dora
An' Dinah-Moe
Kiss my aura, Dinah
 
rockgazer69 said:
god i love that song....
My band in the late '70s covered some 15 Pink Floyd songs and that was one of them. Doing vocals on their stuff was better than getting high ...
 
What did you think,
I would do at this moment,
When you're standing before me,
With tears in your eyes..
Tryin to tell me that you,
Found you another..
And you just don't love me, No more..

What did you think,
I would say at this moment,
When I'm faced with the knowledge,
That you just don't love me..
Did you think I would curse you,
Or say things to hurt you,
Cause you just don't love me no more..

Did you think I could hate you,
Or raise my hands to you,
Now come on you know me too well..
How could I hurt you,
When darling I love you,
And you know, I'd never hurt you..

What do you think,
I would give at this moment,
If you stay I'd subtract twenty years from my life..
I'd fall down on my knees,
Kiss the ground that you walk on,
If I could just hold you again..

I'd fall down on my knees,
Kiss the ground that you walk on baby,
If I could just hold you..
If I, Could just, Hold you..
If I....If I could just hold you.
Again.
 
The lead singer got insane and live in Boston. I like some songs of pink floyd. Did they make a few movies ?
 
Vieope said:
The lead singer got insane and live in Boston. I like some songs of pink floyd. Did they make a few movies ?
The movie "The Wall" was very odd. You might like it V.
 
wet t shirt night frank zappa

After a few weeks on the bus, being porked by Toad-O's road crew, and
Being too exhausted to do their laundry on a regular basis, MARY is
Dumped in Miami. With no money (and no other famous rock groups due into
The area for at least three weeks), she tries to pick up a few bucks by
Entering the Wet T-shirt contest at *The Brasserie...*

Ike:
Looks to me like something funny
Is going on around here
People laughin' 'n' dancin' 'n' payin'
Entirely too much for their beer
And they all think they are
Clean outa-site
And they're ready to party
'Cause the sign outside says it's
Wet t-shirt nite
'N' they all crave some
Hot delight
Well the girls are excited
Because in a minute
They're gonna get wet
'N' the boys are delighted
Because all the titties
Will get 'em upset
'N' they all think they are
Reety-awright
'N' they're ready to boogie
'Cause the sign outside says it's
Wet t-shirt nite
'N' they all crave some
Pink delight
When the water gets on 'em
Their *ninnies* get rigid
'N' look pretty bold
It's a common reaction
That makes an attraction
Whenever it's cold
'N' all of the fellas
They wish they could bite
On the cute little nuggets
The local girls are showin' off tonite
You know I think it serves 'em right
You know I think it serves 'em right
You know I think it serves 'em right
You know I think it serves 'em right
And it's
Wet t-shirt time again
I know you want someone to show you some tit!
Big ones!
Wet ones!
Big wet ones!

At this point, FATHER RILEY *(who had been recently de-frocked for not
Meeting his quota, and has grown his hair out and bought a groovy sport
Coat and moved to Miami and changed his name to BUDDY JONES)* steps onto
The crowded bandstand in his exciting new role as a *WET T-SHIRT CONTEST
Emcee...*

Buddy jones:
Ah, thanks, ike...
Yes, it's wet t-shirt time again
Here at the *Brasserie...*
Home of the tits...*huh huh...*
And it's the charming Mary from Canoga Park
Up next in her bid for the semi-finals...
Hi, mary...howya doin'?

Having been fucked senseless by the boys in the crew, MARY does not
Recognize the former religious personage from her nights in the rectory
Basement during which she acquired her basic manual skills...confounded
By his sport coat, she replies...

Mary:
Hi!

Realizing that she no longer recognizes him...or even appreciates the
Patient religious training he had given her in the past, BUDDY JONES,
Like a true *WET T-SHIRT EMCEE* type person, proceeds to say various
Stupid things to waste time, making the contest itself take longer,
Thereby giving the mongoloids squatting on the dance floor an opportunity
To buy more exciting beverages...liquid products that will expand their
Consciousnesses to the point whereby they might more fully enjoy the
Ambiance of *Miami By Night...*

Buddy jones:
Where ya from?

Mary:
Ah, the bus...

Buddy jones:
Which one?

Mary:
You know...the last tour...
You know...Leather

Buddy jones:
Oh...you were the girl stuck to seat 38 *Phydeaux III...* why don't you
Get in position and take a deep breath, because this water is very, very
Cold, but it's goin' to be so stimulating. And Mary's the kind of Red-
Blooded American Girl who'll do anything...

Mary:
Anything...

Buddy jones:
I said anything...for fifty bucks
That's right!

Mary:
I really need the fifty bucks you know
I gotta get home!

Buddy jones:
Yeh, I know, your father is waiting for you in the tool shed...that's
Right, you heard right...our big prize tonite is fifty American Dollars
To the girl with the most exciting *mammalian protuberances...*

Mary:
Here i am!

Buddy jones:
...as viewed through a thoroughly soaked, stupid looking white sort of
Male person's conservative kind of middle-of-the-road COTTON
Undergarment! whoopee! and here comes the water!

Mary:
*eeek!*

Buddy jones:
No, you'd squeak more if the water got on you...sounds like you just got
An ice pick in the forehead...and here comes the ice pick in the forehead
...a million laughs, Mary! Anyway; good golly, what a mess...she's
Totally soaked...yeh, totally committed to the fifty bucks...That's it
Just step into the spotlight...let the guys get a good look at ya honey!

Mary:
Here i am!

Buddy jones:
Whaddya say, fellas?
Nice setta jugs?
Now Mary, how's about shakin' it around a little...

Mary:
Ooooh!

Buddy jones:
Oh my goodness, look at her go!

Mary:
Oooh! i'm dancing!
I'm dancing!

Buddy jones:
Ain't this what living is really all about! Here's your fifty bucks
Mary...

Mary:
Oh great! Now I can go home!

Buddy jones:
Home is where the heart is.

Mary:
On the bus.
 
BoneCrusher said:
The movie "The Wall" was very odd. You might like it V.
I will look for it. Is it really true the music is in sync with some movies?
 
I will look for Frank Zappa as well. I never heard a music from him. I read some things about him though.
 
Vieope said:
I will look for it. Is it really true the music is in sync with some movies?

Dark side of the moon. Play it on the third roar of the MGM lion(Wizard of Oz).
 
PreMier said:
Dark side of the moon. Play it on the third roar of the MGM lion(Wizard of Oz).
Yes I am pretty sure there are other myths as well. I liked them, they were so clean, all that love towards Jesus and no drugs.
 
Why Does it hurt when i Pee?
Why does it hurt when i Pee?
I don't want no doctor
To stick no needle in me
I got it from the Toilet seat
I got it from the Toilet seat
It jumped right up
'N' grabbed my meat
Got it from the toilet seat
 

I came back just to post this. :)
Anybody got the complete lyrics?

Frank Zappa - Titties and beer

It was the blackest night
There was no moon in sight
You know the stars ain’t shinin’
’cause the sky’s too tight
I heard the scarey wind
I seen some ugly trees
There was a werewolf honkin’
’long the side of me

I’m mean ’n I’m bad, y’know I ain’t no sissy
Got a big-titty girly by the name of chrissy
Talkin’ about her ’n my bike ’n me...
’n this ride up the mountain of mystery, mystery

I noticed even the crickets
Was actin’ weird up here
And so I figured I might
Just drink a little beer
I said, gimme summa that what yer suckin’ on...
But there was no reply
’cause she was gone...

Where’s those titties that I like so well
’n my goddamn beer!
Is what I started to yell, then I heard this noise
Like a crunchin’ twig, ’n up jumped the devil...he’s about this big...

He had a red suit on
An’ a widow’s peak
An’ then a pointed tail
’n like a sulphur reek
Yes, it was him awright
I sweared I knowed it was
He had some human flesh
Stuck underneath his claws
You know it looked to me
Like it was titty skin
I said, you sonofabitch!
’cause I was mad at him,
Well he just got out his floss
’n started cleanin’ his fang
So I shot him with my shooter
Said: bang bang bang

Then the sucker just laughed ’n said, put it away...
You know, I ate her all up...now what you
Gonna say?
You ate my chrissy? titties ’n all!
Well, what about the beer then, boy? were the cans
This tall?
Even her boots? would I lie to you?
Shit, you musta been hungry! yes, this is true.
Well don’t they pay you good for the
Stuff that you do?
Well, you know, I can’t complain when the checks come through...

Well I want my chrissy, ’n I want my beer
So you just barf it back up now, devil,
Do you hear?

Blow it out your ass, motorcycle man! I mean, I am the devil,
Do you understand? just what will you give me
For your
Titties and beer? I suppose you noticed this little
Contract here... yer goddam right, you son-of-a-whore,
Don’t call me that
That’s about the only reason
...gimme that paper...bet yer ass I’ll sign...
’cause I need a beer, ’n it’s titty-squeezin’ time

Man, you can’t fool me...you ain’t that bad...
I mean you shoulda seen some of the souls I had...
Why there was milhous nixon ’n agnew, too...
’n both of those suckers was worse ’n you...

Well, let’s make a deal if you think that’s true
I mean, you’re the devil, so whatcha gonna do?

(improvised dialog)
Wait a minute...a tinge of doubt crosses my mind...when you say...
That you want to make a deal with me...

That’s very, very true
I’m only interested in two things
Yeah?
See if you can guess what they are

I would think...uh...let’s see, maybe stravinsky...

I’ll give you two clues. let go of your pickle

What?

Let go of your pickle!

I’m not holding my pickle

Well, who’s holding your pickle then?

I don’t know...she’s out in the audience...
Hey dale, would you like to come up here and hold
My pickle to satisfy this weird man out on the stage?

I’m only interested in two things, and that’s
Titties and beer
You know what I mean?
What?
Titties and beer
Titties and beer
Titties and beer
Titties and beer
Titties and beer
Titties and beer
Titties and beer!
Titties and beer!
I don’t know if you’re the right guy?
Titties and beer!
Titties and beer!

No! don’t sign it! give me time to think...
I mean hold on a second boy, ’cause that’s magic ink!

And then the devil let go of his pickle
And out come my girl, there was her titties
Flop-floppin’...all around the world

She said I got me three beers and a fistful of downs
And I’m gonna get ripped, so fuck, you clowns!
Then she gave us the finger, it was rigid and stiff
That’s when the devil, he farted
And she went right over the cliff!
The devil was mad, I took off to my pad
I swear I do declare, how did she get back there?
I swear I do declare, how did she get back there?
I swear I do declare, how did she get back there?
I swear I do declare, how did she get back there?
I swear I do declare, how did she get back there?
 
Please allow me to introduce myself

Rolling Stones ?????? Sympathy for The Devil lyrics



Please allow me to introduce myself
I???m a man of wealth and taste
I???ve been around for a long, long year
Stole many a man???s soul and faith
And I was ???round when jesus christ
Had his moment of doubt and pain
Made damn sure that pilate
Washed his hands and sealed his fate
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guess my name
But what???s puzzling you
Is the nature of my game
I stuck around st. petersburg
When I saw it was a time for a change
Killed the czar and his ministers
Anastasia screamed in vain
I rode a tank
Held a general???s rank
When the blitzkrieg raged
And the bodies stank
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guess my name, oh yeah
Ah, what???s puzzling you
Is the nature of my game, oh yeah
I watched with glee
While your kings and queens
Fought for ten decades
For the gods they made
I shouted out,
Who killed the kennedys?
When after all
It was you and me
Let me please introduce myself
I???m a man of wealth and taste
And I laid traps for troubadours
Who get killed before they reached bombay
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah
But what???s puzzling you
Is the nature of my game, oh yeah, get down, baby
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah
But what???s confusing you
Is just the nature of my game
Just as every cop is a criminal
And all the sinners saints
As heads is tails
Just call me lucifer
???cause I???m in need of some restraint
So if you meet me
Have some courtesy
Have some sympathy, and some taste
Use all your well-learned politesse
Or I???ll lay your soul to waste, um yeah
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guessed my name, um yeah
But what???s puzzling you
Is the nature of my game, um mean it, get down
Woo, who
Oh yeah, get on down
Oh yeah
Oh yeah!
Tell me baby, what???s my name
Tell me honey, can ya guess my name
Tell me baby, what???s my name
I tell you one time, you???re to blame
Ooo, who
Ooo, who
Ooo, who
Ooo, who, who
Ooo, who, who
Ooo, who, who
Ooo, who, who
Oh, yeah
What???s me name
Tell me, baby, what???s my name
Tell me, sweetie, what???s my name
Ooo, who, who
Ooo, who, who
Ooo, who, who
Ooo, who, who
Ooo, who, who
Ooo, who, who
Ooo, who, who
Oh, yeah
 
Foreigner ?????? I Want to Know What Love Is
I gotta take a little time
A little time to think things over
I better read between the lines
In case I need it when I???m older

Now this mountain I must climb
Feels like a world upon my shoulders
I through the clouds I see love shine
It keeps me warm as life grows colder

In my life there???s been heartache and pain
I don???t know if I can face it again
Can???t stop now, I???ve traveled so far
To change this lonely life

I wanna know what love is
I want you to show me
I wanna feel what love is
I know you can show me

I???m gonna take a little time
A little time to look around me
I???ve got nowhere left to hide
It looks like love has finally found me

In my life there???s been heartache and pain
I don???t know if I can face it again
I can???t stop now, I???ve traveled so far
To change this lonely life

I wanna know what love is
I want you to show me
I wanna feel what love is
I know you can show me

I wanna know what love is
I want you to show me
And I wanna feel, I want to feel what love is
And I know, I know you can show me

Let???s talk about love
I wanna know what love is, the love that you feel inside
I want you to show me, and I???m feeling so much love
I wanna feel what love is, no, you just cannot hide
I know you can show me, yeah

I wanna know what love is, let???s talk about love
I want you to show me, I wanna feel it too
I wanna feel what love is, I want to feel it too
And I know and I know, I know you can show me
Show me love is real, yeah
I wanna know what love is...
 
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