Pashernate Love

Pashernate love
In any form
Whether real or a dream
Pashernate love
Could make your system erupt
Into wild blisters and boils
Oh, as for me
It still doesn’t understand me
It wouldn’t lay one single finger on me
Pashernate love
Could make your Grandmother zoom
Roller-skating back from the grave
Pashernate love
Could make your old Daddy feel
Like he may have a reason to live
Oh, as for me
It still doesn’t understand me
And it wouldn’t lay one single finger on me
I’m always there
It’s always elsewhere
Whoah, Pashernate love
Oh, where are you?
Where are you?
Where are you?
Where are you?
Where are you?
Where are you?
Where are you?
Where are you?
Where are you?
Where are you?
Where are you?