Let me tell you now I said, oh, oh, oh, oh I said baby, oh, it must be love (you know it must be love) I never felt like this before Something’s got a hold on me that won’t let go Na na la la (na na la la) Oh sometimes I get a good feeling yeah I get a

A hero of war Yeah that's what I'll be And when I come home They'll be damn proud of me I'll carry this flag To the grave if I must Cause it's a flag that I love And a flag that I trust He said son, have you seen the world?

Let it be me. I bless the day I found you I want to stay around you And so I beg you Don't take this heaven from one If you must cling to someone Now and forever Each time we meet love I find complete love

There must be more to life than this How do we cope in a world without love Mending all those broken hearts And tending to those crying faces There must be more to life than living There must be more than meets the eye Why should it be just a case of

Crazy little thing called love, yeah, yeah Crazy little thing called love This thing called love, I just can't handle it This thing called love, I must get round to it I ain't ready I gotta be cool, relax, get hip And get on my track's And take a long

I need to be your lover I'm through with this mighty city Walking around, just stuck in my shit Conversation based around just sex, Words at the tip of my tongue (oh damn, baby!) Tell me one thing I must forget, Thinking about the naked women in my bed

She wouldn't say goodbye So if she's somewhere near me I hope to God she hears me There's no one else Could ever make me feel I'm so alive I hoped she'd never leave me Please God you must believe me I've searched the universe

They'll take me out at dawn and I will die There won't be time to share our love for we must say goodbye Oh, Grace just hold me in your arms and let this moment linger With all my love I'll place this wedding ring upon your finger As we gather in the

Crazy little thing called love, yeah, yeah Crazy little thing called love This thing called love, I just can't handle it This thing called love, I must get round to it I ain't ready I gotta be cool, relax, get hip And get on my track's And take a long

(This must be my dream) Wide awake before I found you I can't wait for you boy (Wake me from my dream) What does all our love amount to? We can't make love when you fly around me baby I personify the ‘adolescent on a phone’ Speaking like I’m bigger than