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Songtexte: Chixdiggit!. Found Love.

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Hey, I found love (Found love)
But I caught it looking up
It sounds dumb (Sounds dumb)
Well, I thought it wasn't what I'm made of (Made of)
I guess there's nothing left to say

Mmmm, I found love (Found love)
In between two layers of the same stuff (Same stuff)
I think my bitter dreams are made up (Made up)
The feelings I've got are okay

Now she's excellent at not wearing pants
And waking me up in the morning
And something ain't right
About seeing the light, through wisps of her hair
And I don't have a prayer

Because I found love (Found love)
But I caught it hooking up
It sounds dumb (Sounds dumb)
I thought it wasn't what I'm made of (Made of)
Now I guess there's nothing left to say

Now she's excellent at not wearing pants
And waking me up in the morning
And something ain't right
About seeing the light, through wisps of her hair
And I don't have a prayer

Because I found love (Found love)
From the bell, to the pick-up, to the depot (Depot)
I'm going everywhere that she goes (She goes)

I'm giving all my stuff away

I'm giving all my stuff away

I'm giving everything away.