Pulp Feeling Called Love lyrics
Songwriters: Senior, Russel; Mackey, Steve; Webber, Mark; Banks, Nick; Cocker, Jarvis; Doyle, Candida
The room is cold
And has been like this for several months
If I close my eyes
I can visualize everythin' in it
Right down
Right down to the broken handle on the third drawer down
Of the dressing table
And the world outside this room
Has also assumed a familiar shape
The same events shuffled in a slightly different order each day
Just like a modern shopping center
And itâs so cold, yea itâs so cold
What is this feeling called love?
Why me? Why you? Why here? Or why now?
Ah, it doesnât make no sense, no
Itâs not convenient, no
It doesnât fit my plans, oh
Itâs somethin' I donât understand, oh
F E E L I N G C A double L E D L O V E
(Iâm just standing across this room)
(I feel as if my whole life has been leading to this one moment)
(And as I touch your shoulder tonight)
Oh, what is this thing that is happening to me, oh
(This room has become the center of the entire universe)
So what do I do? Iâve got a slightly sick feeling in my stomach
Like Iâm standing on top of a very high building, oh yea
All the stuff they tell you about in the movies
But this isnât chocolate boxes and roses
Itâs dirtier than that
Like some small animal that only comes out at night
And I see flashes of the shape of your breasts
And the curve of your belly
And I may have to sit down and catch my breath
And itâs so cold, ahh, ahh
And itâs so cold
What is this feeling called love?
Why me? Why you? Why here? And why now?
Ah, it doesnât make no sense no
Itâs not convenient no
It doesnât fit my plans
But I got that taste in my mouth again, oh
F E E L I N G C A double L E D L O V E
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What is this thing that is happening to me
(Oh yea)
F E E L I N G C A double L E D L O V E
What is this thing that is happening to me
Oh yea
(Oh yea)
Oh yea, oh yea, oh yea
Feeling Called Love lyrics © Island Music Ltd
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