| I’m no psychologist
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| There’s some who will insist it makes the world go 'round
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| There are many questions out there that I don’t know
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| But I figured out that
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| Somebody told me foolish people fall in love
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| Heartache and heartbreak, to play the game is not enough
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| I paid my dues when it comes to love
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| And I get so confused but I’ll never give it up No way, no way
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| I lay my heart on the line
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| Although sometimes I don’t know why
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| I don’t know why
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| I’m no psychologist
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| There’s some who will insist it makes the world go 'round
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| There are many questions out there that I don’t know
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| But I figured out that
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| Love makes no sense, be it emotional or if it’s physical
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| How does it take control?
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| Why does it make us do the things we do?
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| I don’t have a doubt that
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| Love makes no sense
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| I just don’t know how it takes control
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| Love makes no sense
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| Oh, I really don’t know how it takes control
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| When love is good
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| It’s really good
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| And when it’s bad, it’s oh so bad
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| Come what may
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| I’ll never stray
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| Through all the joy
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| And all the pain, I’ll stay the same
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| Love makes no sense, be it emotional or if it’s physical
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| How does it take control?
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| Why does it make us do the things we do?
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| I don’t have a doubt that
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| Love makes no sense
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| I just don’t know how it takes control
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| Love makes no sense
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| Oh, I really don’t know how it takes control |