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 Can't tax Love


Let's talk about something so divine

Its gonna last 'til the end of time

Can't get this in no box or no can

Have your head spinning like a ceiling fan



So come on Baby sit back and relax

We're holding something that they can't tax

that's love


Well you caught me off off guard

just the other day

found myself on my knees and ready to pray

Oh yeah

But I dont think anything can save me

feel myself falling like a well cut tree



So come on Baby sit back and relax

We're holding something that they can't tax

that's love


Well I'm crawling fromty he wreckage at quarter three

You're stil wondering whats happened to me

Some nights are rough

some nights are smooth

Found our selves necking in a telephone booth



So come on Baby sit back and relax

We're holding something that they can't tax

that's love


(c) 2010 Barry/Read/Stormcellar