| Song | What the Hell Is Love |
| Artist | K's Choice |
| Album | Great Subconscious Club |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Bettens, Bettens | |
| He was not so tall and rather fat | |
| Had a Labrador and a limping cat | |
| Born in a country with a broken heart | |
| Had enough money and a credit card | |
| Told bedtime stories to his teddy bear | |
| Gave him lots of hugs and a dress to wear | |
| Had a small apartment, what a lovely sight | |
| He watched | |
| MTV all night | |
| Where the hell was friendship | |
| He must have turned it off | |
| And most of all he wondered, "What is loveWhat the hell is love?" | |
| He enjoyed the silence more and more | |
| As he heard the door slam right next door | |
| Had a fancy | |
| Parker and a diary | |
| In which he wrote some poetry | |
| And as he went to bed at night | |
| The cat's eyes gave him ample light | |
| To make him lie, awake and see | |
| The content of his misery | |
| Where the hell was friendship | |
| He must have turned it off | |
| And most of all he wondered, "What is loveWhat the hell is love?" | |
| Where the hell was friendship | |
| He must have turned it off | |
| And most of all he wondered, "What is loveWhat the hell is love?" |
| zuo ci : Bettens, Bettens | |
| He was not so tall and rather fat | |
| Had a Labrador and a limping cat | |
| Born in a country with a broken heart | |
| Had enough money and a credit card | |
| Told bedtime stories to his teddy bear | |
| Gave him lots of hugs and a dress to wear | |
| Had a small apartment, what a lovely sight | |
| He watched | |
| MTV all night | |
| Where the hell was friendship | |
| He must have turned it off | |
| And most of all he wondered, " What is loveWhat the hell is love?" | |
| He enjoyed the silence more and more | |
| As he heard the door slam right next door | |
| Had a fancy | |
| Parker and a diary | |
| In which he wrote some poetry | |
| And as he went to bed at night | |
| The cat' s eyes gave him ample light | |
| To make him lie, awake and see | |
| The content of his misery | |
| Where the hell was friendship | |
| He must have turned it off | |
| And most of all he wondered, " What is loveWhat the hell is love?" | |
| Where the hell was friendship | |
| He must have turned it off | |
| And most of all he wondered, " What is loveWhat the hell is love?" |
| zuò cí : Bettens, Bettens | |
| He was not so tall and rather fat | |
| Had a Labrador and a limping cat | |
| Born in a country with a broken heart | |
| Had enough money and a credit card | |
| Told bedtime stories to his teddy bear | |
| Gave him lots of hugs and a dress to wear | |
| Had a small apartment, what a lovely sight | |
| He watched | |
| MTV all night | |
| Where the hell was friendship | |
| He must have turned it off | |
| And most of all he wondered, " What is loveWhat the hell is love?" | |
| He enjoyed the silence more and more | |
| As he heard the door slam right next door | |
| Had a fancy | |
| Parker and a diary | |
| In which he wrote some poetry | |
| And as he went to bed at night | |
| The cat' s eyes gave him ample light | |
| To make him lie, awake and see | |
| The content of his misery | |
| Where the hell was friendship | |
| He must have turned it off | |
| And most of all he wondered, " What is loveWhat the hell is love?" | |
| Where the hell was friendship | |
| He must have turned it off | |
| And most of all he wondered, " What is loveWhat the hell is love?" |