Just like driving on an open highway Never knowing what we're gonna find Just like two kids, baby, always trying to live it up What we got is Whoa, yeah, that's our kind of love That's right, oh that's right Oh, that's our kind of love You wear your

Lullaby of Birdland, that's what I Always hear when you sigh Never in my wordland Could there be ways to reveal In a phrase how I feel Have you ever heard two turtle doves Bill and coo when they love? That's the kind of magic Music we make with our lips

What kind of love have you got? Victim of love, I see a broken heart. I could be wrong but I'm not, no, I'm not. Victim of love, we're not so far apart. You should be home but you're not. A room full of noise and dangerous boys Still make you thirsty and

I can't find no love No sympathy To happiness Some peace and rest They've got for me What kind, what kind of love They've got for me Where I can find, where I can find They don't love themselves

'Cause love's just a feeling Don't overthink it Some kind of emotion But for the moment live slowly When you need the healing When you're all broken And right now I'm open, I'm open I wonder what I'm running from Stay inside and barricade the doors

To love somebody What it's like If I ain't got you If I ain't got you The way I love you Lived with you Baby you don't know There' a light A certain kind of light It's never shown on me

I can't find no love No sympathy To happiness Some peace and rest They've got for me What kind, what kind of love They've got for me Where I can find, where I can find They don't love themselves

Buju be and Red Rat love dem bad Without gal pickney What kind of fun we woulda have RR: When we see dem we glad Miles upon miles whey mi ready to trod, can't tired BB: I don't know what them have Like magnet to steel RR: That's why a nuff we have, me

This is a different kind of love song Different kind of love song-oh,oh Dedicated to everyone What if the world was crazy and I was sane Would it be so strange I can't believe that I am alone in saying The things I'm saying I am a part of you These are

Breathe, this is love without love without love without love without love without love Love, what've you done with my tongue? Maybe this could be the kind of one Where I sit on the words Or talking through each style Everything is overheard See