.Well, I used think the color of love would be a rosy red or a pretty pink
And I thought it would be a thirsty man crawlin' home to get a big old drink
And I thought love was spelled like a bell B-E-double L bell that you ring
Stead of wham bam hit your man with a pan
Hit him on the h.
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