Love is a shiny car, love is a steel guitar, love is a battle scar, love is a morning star.
Love is a twelve bar blues, love is your blue suede shoes, love is a heart abused, love is a mind confused.
Love is the pleasures untold, and for some love is still a band of gold.
My love has no reason, has no rhyme, my love crossed the double line.
Love is a minor chord, love is a mental board, love is a drawn sword, love is its own reward.
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Love is the pleasures untold
And for some, love is still a band of gold
My love has no reason, has no rhyme
My love crossed the double line
Love is the pleasures untold
And for some, love is still a band of gold
My love has no reason, has no rhyme
My love crossed the double line
My love has no reason, has no rhyme
My love crossed the double line
My love has no reason, has no rhyme
My love crossed the double line
My love has no reason, has no rhyme