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In a sitch like this you gotta think
and i don't think you think
about the way he thinks
and i know you live life for yourself
but it all comes down to the way you help
and i know your life is such a hell
you wake up early and you work until
you have your drinks at 5 o'clock
the hours blend and your thoughts
all haunt
your hopes, your dreams, your everything
well, mama, i hope, i dream that you won't leave
and i have a question:
what is love?
what is love?
oh, oh oh oh-oh-oh
is it giving up?
'cause that's not how you raised me, yeah.
in a sitch like this you gotta think
and i don't think you think
about the way she thinks
and i know you work hard everyday
but it all comes down to the way you're paid
and i know you're oh so sorry dad
i truly believe that you're a better man
than to share one kiss and then walk away
from the love you come home everyday
your hopes, your dreams, your everything
well daddy, i hope, i dream that she won't leave
and i have a question:
what is love?
what is love?
oh, oh oh oh-oh-oh
is it giving up?
'cause that's not how you raised me
and what is love?
what is love?
oh, oh oh oh-oh-oh
see, i don't know anymore
i used to look up to that love