LOVE

Despite your minor insecurities, She's got everything she wanted, modern royalty She's got designer, I'm in all white tees And I can't be held responsible She's dancing to the beat of her own drum Take a chance before the fleeting emotion 'Cause she plans to keep her feet up in motion Your little girl's lacking devotion Eighteen with a day dream And she can't be irresponsible Well girl you gotta... Give a little... Give a little... Give a little... Give a little more...! You're a love machine You trade your lovin' for an artificial trip to the stars You came with nothing 'cause your heart has been remiss from the start Moon child that's a thing of the past I bet you... real good, but you're looking disastrous If I... don't call you'll end up on the mattress In the back of a cab while you mumble your address like... Eighteen with a daydream and she can't be held responsible Well girl you gotta... Give a little... Give a little... Give a little... Give a little more...! You're a love machine Them squares have got you staring down the barrel of a gun Lips o' nicotine and liquor You've got cherries on your tongue You've got nothing left to lose except your clothing Girl you know you're a love machine