Lyrics:
You're takin' to me good Just like you know you should You get me on my knees Please, baby, please She looks so great, every time I see her face She put me in a state (ooh, state of shock) Top coat, top hat I don't worry, 'cause my wallet's fat Black shades, white gloves Lookin' sharp, lookin' for love They come a runnin' just as fast as they can 'Cause every girl's crazy 'bout a sharp dressed man, hey Woo, ah ha Oh, what's love, got to do, got to do with it What's love but a second-hand emotion What's love got to do, got to do with it Who needs a heart, when a heart can be broken M-E-T-H-O-D-O-F-L-O-V-E It's the method of modern love Owner of a lonely heart Owner of a lonely heart Much better than the owner of a broken heart Owner of a lonely heart Yow We're not gonna take it No, we ain't gonna take it We're not gonna take it any more Neun und neunzig Luftballons Auf ihrem Weg zum Horizont Hielt man fuer UFOs aus dem All Darum schickte ein General Now I gotta cut loose, footloose Kick off my Sunday shoes Please, Louise, pull me off of my knees Jack, get back, come on before we crack Lose your blues, everybody cut footloose So why don't you use it Try not to bruise it Find time, don't lose it Bang your head Metal health'll drive ya mad Bang your head Metal health'll drive ya mad Relax, don't do it When you want to go to it Relax, don't do it When you want to come Relax, don't do it When you want to sock it to it Relax, don't do it When you want to come When you want to come When you want to come
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