Lyrics: A. Smith
Music: C. Cole I. Lees
The bell sounds & she comes out fighting,
It’s only round one and she’s looking for blood.
I can’t stand all her mental wrestling.
Get in the car and go for a drive,
Find a bar and a friendly native,
Have a drink and talk it all out.
Very fine, the sage old barman,
How many times has he heard people shout.
Chorus
You know that loves gets savage now and then
You know it can give pleasure and give pain.
You pay your money and you take your chances,
The odds are even that they’ll come out your way.
It’s just a series of crazy dances.
An endless sequence of pleasure and pain.
The pain is rough,
It’s tough in places, you start to think that it’s not your style.
The pleasure is so excruciating that you might stick around for a while.
Chorus
Repeat chorus
Love gives pleasure and pain
Love gives pleasure and pain
Love gives pleasure and pain
It’s a crazy game.
(guitar solos)
Chorus
Repeat chorus