Come live with me in comfort I wanna be your lover Come live with me angel I don't understand your mood baby I really really Wanna be your lover When you want some solitude You can't have it Ooh yeah baby

I hate love songs (I hate love songs) Yeah, I really do (I really do) But I love you I hate Shakespeare and Gosling and cakes with white frosting Two names in a heart-shaped tattoo I think cupid is stupid and violets are purple not blue I hate catching

Black woman and child, yeh yeh yeah For you I really have so much love Dollar bills and coins will fade away They could never make I so proud Who what, The Black nation Ohh woh woh, oh woh woh From di day mi born mi did dun know sey

When love comes around I'll send the message in a bottle Stormy weather, oh yeah I feel good Oh, here we go Yesterday I saw my love light shine Straight ahead in front of me You never really know