Текст песни Del Amitri - The First Rule of Love
Del Amitri - The First Rule of Love слова песни
Youll get hooked, youll get druggedShell be your essence shell be your bloodAnd youll want her so much but youll never get enoughAnd thats the first rule of loveShell smell so sweetly in the morningShell make you feel so good insideAnd youll want her so much youll give everything else upAnd thats the first rule of loveYoull grow comfortable togetherYoull start to fit like hand and gloveAnd then youll start to hate the men she used to dream ofAnd thats the first rule of loveYoull miss her madly, when youre apartLove is like gravity holding down your heartYoull grow envious and bitterShell be enquiring and concernedAnd youll feel so close to her but never close enoughTo get past the first rule of loveAnd with the awkwardness of strangersYou will finally give upNo exceptions to the first rule of love