Birds and the Bees

Some little piece of love
 That they had
 That they had
 That they had
 That they had
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 I drive on the street 'cause I'm so incomplete
 And she's always on my mind
 Or is it a she that you just want to be with?
 'Cause I'm on the line all right
 Love hurts, my friend
 Love hurts in the end
 In the end
 In the end
 In the end
 Oh let me tell you about the birds and the bees
 The nice and the sleazy
 I don't even know her name
 Or do you belong in a four minute love song
 That nobody can explain?
 Love hurts, my friend
 Love hurts in the end
 In the end
 In the end
 In the end
 My mother told me 'Son, you're just like your dad'
 Some little piece of love
 That they had
 That they had
 That they had
 That they had
 That they had
 Loving me, loving you
 Now now
 Loving me, loving you
 Yeah
 Loving me, loving you
 Now now
 Loving me, loving you
 Now now