Love, love ist strange
Lot of people take it for a game
Once you get it
You're in an awful fix
After you've had it
You never want to quit
Many people
They don't understand ... no, no
They think loving
Is money in the hand
Your sweet loving
Is better than a kiss
When you leave me
Sweet kisses I miss
Writer(s): Robinson Sylvia, Mickey Baker, Ethel Smith
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