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Oh! In the name of Love

Oh! My love,
In the name of love.

Give your dedication and watch me shrug.
I have your respect but I treat you like a bug.
I never had a girlfriend in my life.
But I guess you are a lot less for me to strife.

Oh! My love,
In the name of love.

No beauties ever looked my way.
But, if you don’t agree its highway.
My ego is bigger than your love.
Let them treat you like a princess but you ain’t a dove.

Oh! My love,
In the name of love.

I can call you names, your love in flames!
You have to be one of my tames.
Don’t mind, I am lame.
Who cares if you are a dame!

I have to be the one for you.
For you are so useless, you never knew.
It’s my love for you, for you, forever.
Nothing great, it’s just a favor.

Oh! My love,
It’s all in the name of love.
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