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In a sitch like this, you gotta think And I don't think you think about the way he thinks.And I know you live life for yourself,But it all comes down to the way you help.And I know your life is such a hell,You wake up early and you work untilYou have your drinks at 5 'o clock.The hours blend and your thoughts all hauntYour hopes, your dream, your everything.Well, Mama, I hopeAnd I dreamThat you won't leave.And I have a question!What is love?What is love?Is it giving up?'Cause that's not how you raised me.In a sitch like this, you gotta thinkAnd I don't think you think about the way she thinks.And I know you work hard everyday,But it all comes down to the way you're paid.And I know you're oh-so sorry, DadAnd I truly believe that you're a better man.SongtexteThen to share one kiss then give away,All the love you come home everyday toYour hopes, your dreams, your everything.Well, Daddy, I hopeAnd I dreamThat she won't leave.And I have a question!What is love? (What is love?)What is love? (What is love?)Is it giving up?'Cause that's not how you raised me.And what is love? (What is love?)What is love? (What is love?)See, I don't know anymore.I used to look UpToThatLove. Aus Songtexte Mania