Some little piece of love 
That they have 
That they have 
That they have 
That they have 

I drive on the street 'cause I'm so [bad word] 
And she's always on my mind 
Or is it a she that you just want to be with? 
'Cause I'm on the line all right 

Love hurts, my friend 
Love hurts in the end 
In the end 
In the end 
In the end 

Oh let me tell you about the birds and the bees 
The nice and the sleazy 
I don't even know her name 
Or do you belong in a four minute love song 
That nobody can explain? 

Love hurts, my friend 
Love hurts in the end 
In the end 
In the end 
In the end 

My mother told me 'Son, you're just like your dad' 
Some little piece of love 
That they have 
That they have 
That they have 
That they have 
That they have 

Loving me, loving you 
No no 
Loving me, loving you 
Yeah 
Loving me, loving you 
No no 
Loving me, loving you 
No no