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Meat Loaf

Dead Ringer For Love

 

Dead Ringer For Love

(album: Dead Ringer - 1981)


Every night I grab some money and I go down to the bar
I got my buddies and a beer, I got a dream, I need a car
You got me begging on my knees, c'mon and throw the dog a bone
A man he doesn't live by rock 'n roll and brew alone
Baby baby, baby baby

[Chorus:]
Rock 'n roll and brew, rock 'n roll and brew
They don't mean a thing when I compare 'em next to you
Rock 'n roll and brew, rock 'n roll and brew
I know that you and I oh we got better things to do
I don't know who you are or what you do, or where you go when you're not around
I don't know anything about you baby, but you're everything I'm dreaming of
I don't know who you are, but you're a real dead ringer for love
A real dead ringer for love

[Girl:]
Ever since I can remember you been hanging 'round this joint
You been trying to look away but now you finally got the point
I don't have to know your name and I won't tell you what to do
But a girl she doesn't live by only rock 'n roll and brew
Baby baby, baby baby

[Chorus]

[Boy:]
Oh! You got the kind of legs that do more than walk

[Girl:]
I don't have to listen to your whimpering talk

[Boy:]
Listen you got the kind of eyes that do more than see

[Girl:]
You got a lotta nerve to come on to me

[Boy:]
You got the kind of lips that do more than drink

[Girl:]
You got the kind of mind that does less than think
But since I'm feeling kinda lonely and my defenses are low
Why don't you give it a shot and get it ready to go
I'm looking for anonymous and fleeting satisfaction
I want to tell my daddy I'll be missing in action

Ever since I can remember I've been hanging 'round this joint
My daddy never noticed, now he'll finally get the point

[Boy:]
You got me begging on my knees, c'mon and throw the dog a bone
A man he doesn't live by rock 'n roll and brew alone
Baby baby

[Chorus]

Dead ringer for love
Dead ringer for love dead ringer [repeats 12x]

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