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(music/lyrics: Gaba Kulka)

I wish I could swing, I wish I could swing
I wish that this thing was more than a theme song
for sad little girls with rock and roll dreams
born in an armour of t-shirt and jeans

come on 
love is simple, love is pure

I'm looking at you, and oh what a view
I'm loving the angles, I'm loving the colours
what do I do, what do I do
Mother of god, what do I do
You're so deliciously opinionated, so full of yourself
I beg you don't explain, I'm buying everything you sell 

love is simple, love is pure
love is easy, love is hard 

I look damaged by day, damaged by day
but I blossom in fluorescent light
to be honest with you I don't care what you say
you haven't seen me in fluorescent light 

You offer a philosophy, stunting me erotically
to be taken seriously
well, fuck
that

So deliciously opinionated, so full of yourself
I beg you don't explain, I'm buying everything you sell 

Why don't we just skip to the part when my heart goes ah, ah, ah
Why don't we just skip to the part when my heart goes [*woof*]
Why don't we just skip to the part when my heart goes crack, crack, crack
Why don't we just skip my heart altogether and fall into the black
fall into the black
come on

love is simple, love is pure
love is easy, love is hard