Love (Or Lack Threof)

Love Or (Lack Thereof)

Robert Wills 1976

I want to be your lover; I'll treat you like a queen

I've never met another, who knows just what I mean

When I say Love, or lack thereof, is what makes everybody move...

You heard I was a dreamer; I dreamed that I was heard

The crowd wa out for some stimulation, let go with every word

Love, or lack thereof, is what makes everybody move...

When you got to get down to the feeling that's right, oh, oh,

Then you know that there's just no fooling tonight...oh, oh, ahhh......

You told me you were lonely, I knew that wasn't true

You say that just to tease me, you knew I wanted you

Love, or lack thereof, is what makes everybody move...