The Grip of Love

You do the moon
You do the snake
Everywhere you go
You make the right mistake
You take a picture
And lay it in my tray
Some kind of window
Just like the Milky Way

I don't understand
Must be the grip of love
Sure had it in your hand
Must be the grip of love
We did so many things
You found out how I felt
Now you say, "Get lost!"
Well don't that buckle my belt?

I don't understand
Must be the grip of love
Sure had it in your hand
Must be the grip of love

I guess you've got the grip of love

Must be the grip of love
Must be the grip of love
Must be the grip of love
Sure had it in your hand
Must be the grip of love