Melissa Etheridge - Thing Called Love Lyrics
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Thing Called Love
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What Are The Lyrics For Thing Called Love By Melissa Etheridge?
Don't have to humble yourself to me
I ain't your judge or your king Baby, you know I ain't no Queen of Sheba We may not even have our dignity This could be just a powerful thing Baby we can choose you know we ain't no amoeba Are you ready for the thing called love Don't come from me and you It comes from up above I ain't no porcupine Take off your kid gloves Are you ready for the thing called love I ain't some icon carved out of soap Sent here to clean up your reputation Baby, you know you ain't no Prince Charming We can live in fear or act out of hope For some kind of peaceful situation Baby, how come the cry of love is so alarming Are you ready for the thing called love Don't come from me and you It comes from up above I ain't no porcupine Take off your kid gloves Are you ready for the thing called love Ugly ducklings don't turn into swans And glide off down the lake Whether your sunglasses are off or on You only see the world you make Are you ready for the thing called love Don't come from me and you It comes from up above I ain't no porcupine Take off your kid gloves Are you ready for it Are you ready for the thing called love Don't come from me and you It comes from up above I ain't no porcupine Take off your kid gloves Are you ready for it Are you ready for love, baby Ooh yeah babe Are you ready for love |
Who Wrote Thing Called Love By Melissa Etheridge?
John Hiatt
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What's The Duration Of The Thing Called Love By Melissa Etheridge?The duration of Thing Called Love is 4:20 minutes and seconds. |
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