Okay, now we can have some fun again, who here is, who here is gay, who's gay, I thought
so, I thought so, and who's a fan of Chapel Rome, I thought so, we're going to do a little
cover.
Oh.
Play with the mirror, babe
You have to stop the world just to stop the feeling
Who cares?
It's essentially explicit kind of love affair
And I cry, it's not fair
I just need a little love and I just need a little hair
I think I'm gonna call it off
Cause you don't wanna call it love
You only wanna be the one that I call baby
You think it's a hundred words, every word
Shoot another shot, try to stop the feeling
You can say it's just the way you are
Make another excuse, not a stupid reason
Oh, baby, baby, baby
You have to stop the world just to stop the feeling
Oh, baby
Baby, baby, baby
You have to stop the world just to stop the feeling
Oh, baby, baby, baby
When you wake up next to him in the middle of the night
With your head in your hands and nothing more than his wife
And when you think about me all of those years ago
You're staring face to face
And I'm like, oh, baby, baby, baby
I told you so
You're way too tame
I told you so
You're way too tame
I told you so
I told you so
I told you so
Oh God, oh God
You have to stop the world just to stop the feeling of the pain
You have to stop the world just to stop the feeling
You have to stop the world just to stop the feeling
You have to stop the world just to stop the feeling of the pain
Just to stop the feeling
Thanks for helping me sing it.