| Looking For Love |
| I want to, I got to, I need to move on down the line. If not to, to make me, I should have stood behind the lines. What is this, what have I, What am I? Not what you see. So take me, so use me, I'm stupid I don't want to Oh, Lookin' for love A standard, a program, religion burns me at the stake. I questioned, I listened, I worshipped. How can I relate? I worked so hard at it ... oh Lord the bruises and the burns. I just don't, don't get it. I guess I lost my faith. Oh, Lookin' for love |