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[Intro: Haddaway & Quadeca]
—love
Love, love, love —
—No more
Love

[Verse 1: Quadeca & Haddaway]
Yeah, can't sit around and go and eat my chowder
'Cause my love's outside, man, she's pickin' wildflowers, yeah
If she doesn't take me, man, I still got my power
But before I go see her, I'ma take a shower, yeah (No love)
I hope this girl ain't that big of a coward
But I should focus on the main good things about her
Now I won't go and stop to doubt her
But before I do this, I'ma drink some sour powder
You motherf*ckers spyin' on me while I'm spyin' on her, yeah
Wish you'd go homе and go die on the curb, yeah
But you don't know how I roll and how I swеrve, yeah—
—and say lots of love (Of love)
Because it's [?] and it would be the end of us (Yeah)
You really, really should know that I don't actually like ya ([?])
I wish I could get a porcupine and then I would go spike ya, yeah
I wish you— —go into the desert and then go run into a cactus
I wish I had something, that way, I could go and practice
[Chorus: Quadeca & Haddaway]
It's a little too late—
—In my way when I was findin' my love (Don't hurt me)
[?] if she liked me (Don't hurt me)
Oh yeah— (No more)
—You liked her and then you interrupted
So that's why I would spite yeah (Don't hurt me)
(Don't hurt me)
Right then (No more)
Right then, yeah (No more)—

[Verse 2: Quadeca & Haddaway]
—[?], but, man, I am prepared for you
Yeah, you remember when I once did care for you?
But now I'm gonna tear you off, and I got these knives pared for you
But, man, I got these things so I can break all your chairs for you
You think that you're better, that you always can feed 'em
But, man, I can lead 'em, and I don't need you, I don't even need 'em, yeah—
—Girl is the world like a silver pearl
Man, she's got hair, is a curl, like she's like a cinnamon swirl
But if you interrupted, then I'll get a squirrel
And, man, he'll turn your face into a cinnamon swirl, shyeah—
—If I did, I would go save her, and she'd see me even braver
But I know that the chances would have been wasted for ('Cause you!)
This is so crazy, I think I need a therapist
But, man, all these kids are almost like terrorists
Yeah, I got to go defeat 'em
Co-Come on now, where's Dr. Phil when you need him?
Shyeah!—
[Chorus: Quadeca & Haddaway]
—You got no love
And my girl get some love
She get some love
But you get no love
You get no love (Love!)—