Wore my lucky dress tonight.
Raised the energy consistently.
Why you messing with my mind?
Oh, so cleverly...
You making me feel the heat.
Moving on in the back of my mind.
I gotta hold on for the rest of my life.
You gotta comprehend that we're out of control, but I won't let go.
Will we last 'till the end of the week or do we brainstorm for another technique?
Why do we live like a love song, baby?
I don't know.
No one's ever here to see the mess.
But I don't mind.
We call it quality time.
It's the sound of the alarm.
I got nothing to hide from.
You better pray that I come along.
Moving on in the back of my mind.
I gotta hold on for the rest of my life.
You gotta comprehend that we're out of control, but I won't let go.
Will we last 'till the end of the week or do we brainstorm for another technique?
Why do we live like a love song, baby?
I don't know.
Anne Pronk - like a love song Lyrics
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Wore my lucky dress tonight.
Raised the energy consistently.
Why you messing with my mind?
Oh, so cleverly...
You making me feel the heat.
Moving on in the back of my mind.
I gotta hold on for the rest of my life.
You gotta comprehend that we're out of control, but I won't let go.
Will we last 'till the end of the week or do we brainstorm for another technique?
Why do we live like a love song, baby?
I don't know.
No one's ever here to see the mess.
But I don't mind.
We call it quality time.
It's the sound of the alarm.
I got nothing to hide from.
You better pray that I come along.
Moving on in the back of my mind.
I gotta hold on for the rest of my life.
You gotta comprehend that we're out of control, but I won't let go.
Will we last 'till the end of the week or do we brainstorm for another technique?
Why do we live like a love song, baby?
I don't know.
Raised the energy consistently.
Why you messing with my mind?
Oh, so cleverly...
You making me feel the heat.
Moving on in the back of my mind.
I gotta hold on for the rest of my life.
You gotta comprehend that we're out of control, but I won't let go.
Will we last 'till the end of the week or do we brainstorm for another technique?
Why do we live like a love song, baby?
I don't know.
No one's ever here to see the mess.
But I don't mind.
We call it quality time.
It's the sound of the alarm.
I got nothing to hide from.
You better pray that I come along.
Moving on in the back of my mind.
I gotta hold on for the rest of my life.
You gotta comprehend that we're out of control, but I won't let go.
Will we last 'till the end of the week or do we brainstorm for another technique?
Why do we live like a love song, baby?
I don't know.
Writer: Anne Pronk
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