Book of Love

I wanna go make a family with you, ho ho
We’ll send them both down the river too, ho ho
Candies on my wall, she’s looking at you
Maybe if you ask her nice, she’ll tell you exactly what to do
We were hanging on high street bout Vietnamese
I went to ask her I can cut my hair but she walked on right past me
I know you’re moving to New York but that’s okay
Maybe if I save enough painting I can visit you one day
Visit you one day…
Won’t you be my Queen?
I’ll be your favourite dancing machine
You fit me like a glove
Down in the Book of Love
I see you brought your mother along, oh no
I know she doesn’t like rock and roll, but let’s go
So we were at your house smoking by the pool
And you lean over and ask me
«Can you show me something new?»
Show me something new…
Won’t you be my Queen
I’ll be your favourite dancing machine
Fly home like a dove
Down in the Book of Love
I’m not trying to be mean
I know this party just ain’t your scene but
You fit me like a glove
Down in the Book of Love
Shine on
Shine on
Shine on
I see you brought your mother along, oh no
I know she doesn’t like rock and roll, but let’s go