Malicious gossip will never profit When hearsay is it's foundation There are subscribers whose appetizers Are pieces of conversation Concocted rumours by out of tuners Are the must in lovers' concerto As long as we know at the piano We're serving meat with our potato Love's crashing waves upon the rocks Is seen by some, by you it's not But you won't drown, love is your town When love is found for all to want
Unfounded scandal I cannot handle when it's been so diluted With careful wording love can be burning And the fire unconstituted So my prescription is my addiction When love is social surrounding To show your colours to all those others Who think that your love is drowning
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