Pulp - “F.E.E.L.I.N.G. C.A.L.L.E.D. L.O.V.E.”
Oh it doesn’t make no sense,
no it’s not convenient,
no it doesn’t fit my plans.
But I got that taste in my mouth again.
I’ve been humming the chorus all day. It happens a couple times a year.
Pulp - “F.E.E.L.I.N.G. C.A.L.L.E.D. L.O.V.E.”
Oh it doesn’t make no sense,
no it’s not convenient,
no it doesn’t fit my plans.
But I got that taste in my mouth again.
I’ve been humming the chorus all day. It happens a couple times a year.
Pulp - “F.E.E.L.I.N.G. C.A.L.L.E.D. L.O.V.E.” I’ve been humming the chorus all day. It happens a couple times a year.
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