Suspicion Of Love (from "Married To The Mob" soundtrack)

Picked me up at eight o'clock
Took me down the station
Went through every file they had
I finally made an identification

Picked her out of a thousand faces
Swear I could tell by the smile
Broke down, started crying
He put his hand on my shoulder
"It'll be alright in a while"

Suspicion of love
Love
Suspicion of love
Love

I said, "Go easy on her if you can
She treats me bad, that's just her way"
He said, "Son, why don't you let me deal with this?
I see these women everyday"

Suspicion of love
Love
Suspicion of love
Love

How come she's running hey?
How come she hurt me this way?
Suspicion of love
Suspicion

Picked me up at eight o'clock
Took me by the station
Went through every file they had
I finally made an identification

Suspicion of love
Love
Suspicion of love
Love

Suspicion
Suspicion
Love
Love
Suspicion
Suspicion