DO YOU LOVE ME
(M/T: B. Ezrin-P. Stanley-K. Fowley)
You really like my limousine.
You like the way the wheels roll.
You like my seven inch leather heels,
and goin' to all of the shows, but
Do you love me? Do you love me?
Do you love me, really love me?
You like the credit cards and private planes.
Money can really take you far.
You like the hotels and fancy clothes,
and the sound of electric guitars, but
Do you love me. Do you love me?
Do you love me, really love me.
You really like Rock'n'Roll,
all of the fame and the masquerade.
You like the concerts and studios,
and all the money, honey, that I make, but
Do you love me, really love me.
You keep on shoutin', You keep on shoutin'.
Your backstage pass and black sunglasses,
make you look just like a queen.
Even the fans, they know your face,
from all of the magazines (all of the magazines), but
Do you love me (do you love me)?
Do you love me (do you love me)?
Do you love me (do you love me)?
Really love me (really love me)?
I want to know. Do you love me (do you love me)?
Do you love me (do you love me)?
Do you love me (do you love me)?
Really love me (really love me)?
Do you love me (do you love me)?
Do you love me (do you love me)?
Do you love me (do you love me)?
Really love me (really love me)?
(vom Album "Get wise, get ugly, get sump")