Spent a week in a dusty library Waiting for some words to jump at me We met by a trick of fate French navy, my sailor mate
We met by the moon on a silvery lake You came my way Said, "I want you to stay."
You and your dietary restriction Said you loved me with a lot of conviction I was waiting to be struck by lightning Waiting for somebody exciting
Like you Oh, the thing that you do You make me go, "Oooh" With the things that you do, you do, you do
I wanted to control it But love, I couldn't hold it I wanted to control it But love, I couldn't hold it
I'll be criticized for lending out my art I was criticized for letting you break my heart Why would I stand for disappointed looks Fooling all but I'm on tender hooks, ooh with the looks On tender hooks, Ooh, with the looks, the looks, the looks
I wanted to control it But love, I couldn't hold it I wanted to control it But love, I couldn't hold it
Relationships were something I used to do Convince me they are better for me and you We met by a trick of fate French navy, my sailor-
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