Lyrics
Spent a week in a dusty library
Waiting for some words to jump at me
We met by a trick of fate
French navy my sailor mate
We met by the moon on a silvery lake
You came my way
Said, I want you to stay
You with your dietary restriction
Said you loved me with a lot of conviction
I was waiting to be struck by lightning
Waiting for somebody exciting like you
Oh, the thing that you do
You make me go, woo-ooh-ooh
With the thing that you do (you do, you do)
I wanted to control it
But love, I couldn't hold it
I wanted to control it
But love, I couldn't hold it
I'll be criticized for lending out my art
I was criticized for letting you break my heart
Why would I stand for disappointed looks?
I'm fully grown, but I'm on tenterhooks
Ooh, with the looks, on tenterhooks
Ooh, with the looks, the looks, the looks
I wanted to control it
But love, I couldn't hold it
I wanted to control it
But love, I couldn't hold it
Relationships were something I used to do
Convince me they are better for me and you
We met by a trick of fate
French navy, my sailor
I wanted to control it
But love, I couldn't hold it
I wanted to control it
But love, I couldn't hold it
I wanted to control it
But love, I couldn't hold it
I wanted to control it
But love, I couldn't hold it
