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The worse he treats me.
The more he loves me.
It sounds unusual I know.
But when he hurts me.
That's how he tells me.
That he will never let me go.
I buy him presents.
That's when he beats me.
He doesn't mean it to be cruel.
I know he needs me.
He knows karate
And i've been fooled.
He doesn't talk of love, sunshine or flowers or birds.
But when were home alone
One slap is worth one thousand words.
The worse he treats me.
The more he loves me.
Well thats a fair exchange, i guess.
But im still praying.
He wont stop slugin'.
Cause that would mean he loves me, less.
He doesn't talk of love, sunshine or flowers or birds.
But when were home alone
One slap is worth one thousand words.
The worse he treats me, the more he loves me.
The worse he treats me, the more he loves me.
The worse he treats me, the more he loves me.
[Thanks to Deanna Fontaine, Gerry for lyrics]
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