Just Like Love

Just like love I wear you like a glove Don't you know that's love? Don't you know that's real love? When I wear you like a glove That's real love That's real, real love The kind that keeps my blood pumping And my mind and brain thumping I might not be music to your ears But it's what my heart thrives on… Just like love I wear you like a glove Don't you know that's love? Don't you know that's real love? When I wear you like a glove That's real love That's real, real love My desert flower—buttercup I'd live on a dung heap if it wasn't for you You refine me and beat me like sugarcane You keep me from going numb and blue. Just like love I wear you like a glove Don't you know that's love? Don't you know that's real love? When I wear you like a glove That's real love That's real, real love When the heart is stuck like treacle And the bees burn in kerosene Like they're all in love having themselves a party. That's when I've met with my dream baby. That's real love That's real, real love baby When ribbon lightning takes you for a ride Don't you know that's love? Don't you know that's real, real love? When I wear you like a glove That's real love That's real, real love baby It isn't chocolates and flowers Enfolded in the wings of a dove No love that isn't love, that isn't real love.