You follow me around, I can't keep up with your pace
You follow me down to my hiding place
You hollow your inside out, when you say these things to me
Your passive charms only makes me think.
What are you gonna do tonight?
What are you gonna say tonight?
What makes you think I'm surprised?
Love is the law that justifies...
If I follow you around, I'll try to keep up with your pace
I'll follow you down to your hiding place
I'll swallow my pride - I'm the 'looker', with 'masculine' dignity
My active charms only makes me think.
What are you gonna do tonight?
What are you gonna say tonight?
What makes you think I'm surprised?
Love is the law that justifies...