Når man er ulykkelig forelsket giver klichefyldte enkle popsange forbløffende god mening – skræmmende. Der lyttes som modvægt til en del mantraer.
Sweet Suzy: If you can’t give me love
Well I’ve seen you before on that discotheque floor
You were driving me out of my mind
But I could have swore that I saw something more in your eyes
Although you were surrounded by beauty unbounded
Your glance was intended for me
And though I tried to hide it I found myself looking to see you
So then you took your chances, you made your advances
Your touch took my breath away
But when you said hello, are you ready to go
Well I had just one thing to say
If you can’t give me love honey, that aint enough
Let me go look for somebody else
If you can’t give me feelings with old fashioned meanings
You’re just in love with yourself
If you can’t give me love(Love) (repeat 5x)
Well you may be the king of this discotheque scene
But honey I aint looking for that
What I need is a man, not some so-called aristocrat
Oh if only you’d waited, just hesitated, or maybe just asked me to dance
But you really don’t know why I don’t want to go
And baby that’s why we don’t stand a chance
So if you can’t give me love honey, that aint enough
Let me go look for somebody else
If you can’t give me feelings with old fashioned meanings
You’re just in love with yourself
If you can’t give me love(Love)
Oh if you can’t give me love honey, that aint enough
Let me go look for somebody else
If you can’t give me feelings with old fashioned meanings
You’re just in love with yourself
If you can’t give me love honey, that aint enough
Let me go look for somebody else
If you can’t give me feelings with old fashioned meanings
You’re just in love with yourself’
If you can’t give me love(Love) (repeat 7x)
Give me love(Love) (repeat 5x)
Bittersweet Betty: The rose
Some say love it is a river that drowns the tender reed
Some say love it is a razer that leaves your soul to blead
Some say love it is a hunger an endless aching need
I say love it is a flower and you it’s only seed
It’s the heart afraid of breaking that never learns to dance
It’s the dream afraid of waking that never takes the chance
It’s the one who won’t be taken who cannot seem to give
and the soul afraid of dying that never learns to live
When the night has been too lonely and the road has been too long
and you think that love is only for the lucky and the strong
Just remember in the winter far beneath the bitter snows
lies the seed that with the sun’s love in the spring becomes the rose