Lust is pleasure
And pain
But it ain't love
It ain't love
Sunshine is sunshine
Rain is rain
But it ain't love
It ain't love
It might look like
The real thing
And tears of joy
It might bring
But it ain't love
It ain't love
It might imitate
And you really
Want it to be
But it ain't the real thing
No matter what
You might think you see
it ain't love
No it ain't love
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