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Paroles: Trick Pony. R.I.D.E.. What's Not To Love.

What's not to love?
(What's not to love?)
What's not to fall head over heels in love with?
If he ain't perfect, he's close enough

What's not to love?
(What's not to love?)
Who wouldn't be carried away, swept off their feet?
Hey, you tell me, what's not to love?

Green eyes, Levis, built for speed an' just my size
Suntan, oh man, makes my heart beat double time
Well, I know I'm not alone, he's like nobody else
But I can't help myself

What's not to love?
(What's not to love?)
What's not to fall head over heels in love with?
If he ain't perfect, he's close enough

What's not to love?
(What's not to love?)
Who wouldn't be carried away, swept off their feet?
Hey, you tell me, what's not to love?

Oh, kick it son

Devil's smile, he's kinda wild
I wanna hold him like a little child
One look an' I'm hooked
There's no denyin', he's got style

He's the dream, he's the king
He's the angel next door
He's all I could want an' more

What's not to love?
(What's not to love?)
What's not to fall head over heels in love with?
If he ain't perfect, he's close enough

What's not to love?
(What's not to love?)
Who wouldn't be carried away, swept off their feet?
Hey, you tell me, what's not to love?

Yeah, you tell me
(Yeah, you tell me)
What's not to love?
Oh, you tell me
(Yeah, you tell me)
What's not to love?