You say our love Is like dynamite Well you're killing me Why don't you just set me free Too young to fall in love Run for the hills We're both sinners and saints Not a woman but a whore I can just taste the hate

That all I longed for Long ago was you Chills run up and down my spine Aladdin's Lamp is mine The dream I dreamed was not denied me Just one look and then I knew Dreary days are over Life's a four leaf clover Sessions of depressions are through