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
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Love Thing
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