Paroles: Eagles. Hotel California. Victim of Love.

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What kind of love love have you got ? You should be home but you're not
A room full of noise and dangerous boys still make you thirsty and hot
I heard about you and that man
There's just one thing I don't understand:
You say he's a liar and he put out your fire
How come you still got his gun in your hand ?
Victim of love, I see a broken heart
You got your stories to tell
Victim of love, it's such an easy part
And you know how to play it so well.
Some people never come clean
I think you know what I mean
You're walking the wire of pain and desire
Lookin' for love in between.
Tell me your secrets I'll tell you mine
This ain't no time to be cool
So tell all your girl friends, your 'been-around-the-world-friends
That talk is for losers and fools
Victim of love, I see a broken heart
And I could be wrong but I'm not
Victim of love, we're not so far apart
Show me, what kind of love have you got