And I know your life is such a hell
You wake up early and you work until
You have your drinks at 5 o'clock
The hours blend and your thoughts
All haunt your hopes, your dreams
Your everything
Well, mama, I hope
I dream that you won't leave
And I have a question:
What is love?
What is love?
Oh, oh oh oh-oh-oh
Is it giving up?
'Cause that's not how you
Raised me, yeah.
In a snitch like this you gotta think
And I don't think you think
About the way she thinks
And I know you work hard everyday
But it all comes down
To the way you're paid
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