| I want to, I need to | |
| I got to move on down the line | |
| If not to, to make me | |
| I should have stood behind the lines | |
| What is this, what have you | |
| What am I? Not what you see | |
| So take me, so use me, | |
| I'm stupid I don't want to | |
| Oh, lookin' for love | |
| Oh, lookin' for love | |
| Oh, lookin' for love | |
| Oh, lookin' for love | |
| A standard, a program, | |
| religion burns me at the stake | |
| I questioned, I listened, | |
| I worshippped. How can I relate? | |
| I worked so hard at it | |
| Oh Lord the bruises and the burns | |
| I just don't, don't get it | |
| I guess I lost my faith. | |
| Oh, lookin' for love | |
| Oh, lookin' for love | |
| Oh, lookin' for love | |
| Oh, lookin' for love | |
| Oh, lookin' for love | |
| Oh, lookin' for love | |
| Oh, lookin' for love | |
| Oh, lookin' for love |