| The love thing | |
| The love thing | |
| The love thing | |
| Your body moves in new directions | |
| Your brain is losing its connection | |
| Somebody gave you an injection | |
| Now you're a state to the affection | |
| You're talking to your own reflection | |
| And you know that is the love thing, the love thing | |
| You're like a puppet on the master's string | |
| Yeah it's the love thing, the love thing | |
| There ain't no remedy against that strain | |
| Now you know what you've been missing before | |
| Once it's open ain't no closing that door | |
| Try for free but they are pushing for more | |
| It's the, the love, the love, the love thing | |
| You're reading poetry of passion | |
| Turning into a follower of fashion | |
| You're tired to talk of bad emotions | |
| You're buying tons of body lotion | |
| Can't think your mind's in a commotion | |
| And you know that is the love thing, the love thing | |
| You're like a puppet on the master's string | |
| Yeah it's the love thing, the love thing | |
| There ain't no remedy against that strain | |
| Now you know what you've been missing before | |
| Once it's open ain't no closing that door | |
| Try for free but they are pushing for more | |
| It's the, the love, the love, the love thing | |
| Now you never eat | |
| You never go to sleep | |
| It's more than you can take | |
| This warm little fire | |
| Burning through the night | |
| It's keeping you awake | |
| And you know, the love thing | |
| The love thing | |
| And you know | |
| And you know that is the love thing | |
| You're like a puppet on the master's string | |
| Yeah it's the love thing, the love thing | |
| There ain't no remedy against that strain | |
| The love thing | |
| The love thing |