Pashernate Love
Words
by Morrissey, Music by Alain Whyte and Gary Day
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Pashernate love
in any form, whether real
or a dream
Pashernate love
could make your system erupt
into wild blisters and boils
Oh, as for me
it still doesn't understand me
it wouldn't lay one single finger on me
Pashernate love
could see make your grandmother
zoom roller skating back from the grave
Pashernate love
could make your old Daddy feel like
he may have a reason to live
Oh, as for me
it still doesn't understand me
and it wouldn't lay one single finger on me
I'm always there
it's always elsewhere
Oh, pashernate love
oh, where are you?
where are you?
where are you?
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