Lyrics
There's no external way to tell when a woman is ready to proceed
March
Love is a way of feeling
Oh, love is a way of feeling less alone
So what's all the fuss about?
Fuck it, love
The paradox of needing
Oh, love
Make way for breeding
Oh, give it to me, give it to me
I know what I stand for
I stand for me
I'll wait for the night to come
So far, suicide at home
For I'm not the man you know
This love, it's about control
Oh, what a feeling
Oh, what a feeling
Know the chosen ones are here
All hail
I'll wait for the night to come
So far, suicide at home
For I'm not the man you know
This love, it's about control
Oh, you fucker
All in the name of love
All in the name of love
All in the name of love
All in the name of love