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Pashernate LovePashernate loveIn any form Whether real or a dream Pashernate love Could make your system erupt Into wild blisters and boils Oh, as for me It still doesn't understand me It wouldn't lay one single finger on me Pashernate love Could make your grandmother zoom Roller-skating back from the grave Pashernate love Could make your old daddy feel Like he may have a reason to live Oh, as for me It still doesn't understand me And it wouldn't lay one single finger on me I'm always there It's always elsewhere Whoah, pashernate love Oh, where are you? Where are you? Where are you? Where are you? Where are you? Where are you? Where are you? Where are you? Where are you? Where are you? Where are you? Where are you? |