The Rockmelons - That Word (L.O.V.E.) Lyrics
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That Word (L.O.V.E.)
That Word (L.O.V.E.) Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For That Word (L.O.V.E.) By The Rockmelons?
I'm flat on my back and
Just staring at the ceiling Breakfast in bed Confusion and coffee Upside down and hidden meaning Technicolor dreams in my head I could spend a lifetime Just contemplating Whoa yeah, oh yeah I could tell now by the way you look You're all through with hesitating Cos you just wanna hear [Chorus] That word, say it clear now L.O.V.E. love That word, how can four letters mean so much That word, L.O.V.E. love That word, said L.O.V.E. love All style and no substance You can think but keep it to yourself I can't sleep at night and I can't be somebody else I've got power, I'm gonna use it Put the message in your music Realize the dreams in your head, wo-oh [Bridge] Baby don't you know around the world There's 80 ways to hate and hate I've got something here inside of me It's gonna make a change It's gonna make a change [Chorus] [Bridge] [Chorus] H.A.T.E. don't live here anymore, no no no Cause L.O.V.E. is written on this door, yes it is H.A.T.E. don't need you anymore, no no no Cause L.O.V.E. is written on this door, yeah, yeah Love is mine Love sweet love |
Who Wrote That Word (L.O.V.E.) By The Rockmelons?
Bryon Jones, Jonathon Jones, Raymond Medhurst, Robyn Smith
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What's The Duration Of The That Word (L.O.V.E.) By The Rockmelons?The duration of That Word (L.O.V.E.) is 4:05 minutes and seconds. |
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