Love is a verb, here in my room.
Xander ,'Beneath You'
Buffista Music II: Wrath of Chaka Khan
There's a lady plays her fav'rite records/On the jukebox ev'ry day/All day long she plays the same old songs/And she believes the things that they say/She sings along with all the saddest songs/And she believes the stories are real/She lets the music dictate the way that she feels.
There's a place where I can go and tell my secrets to.
In my room, in my room.
Love is a stranger in a open car to tempt you in and lead you far away.
Love is the law
I fought the law, and the law won.
Grease is the word.
Not for all my little words.
[I can't believe you guys were doing this for >100 posts.]
And without even getting into math or dairy puns.
Not for all my little words.
Word up.
Straight up now tell me, are you really gonna love me forever?