Turn, turn, turn, turn
They say that love's a game of chase
So tell me can you take the pace
'Cause if you wanna win the race
You have to run
I don't go playing by the rules
This is no time to suffer fools
'Cause, boy, you either win or lose
So load your gun
Come turn your love on me
Set all your passion free
Chase out the child in me
Show no mercy
And if I run to ground
Then, baby, hunt me down
Give me a count of three
And turn your love on me
I know you're picking up my scent
My tender heart cannot be bent
This is the age of consent
So say you will
I see you coming through the crowd
The lights are hot, the music loud
You wear indifference like a shroud
Before the kill
And turn your love on me
Set all your passion free
Chase out the child in me
Show no mercy
And if I run to ground
Then, baby, hunt me down
Give me a count of three
And turn your love on me
Me
Turn your love on me, baby
I wanna set your free
Turn your love on me, baby
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(And turn your love on me)
(And turn your love on me)
(And turn your love on me)
Yeah
(And turn your love on me)
(And turn your love on me)
(And turn your love on me)
(And turn your love on me)
Ooh baby
(And turn your love on me)
I'll set you free
And turn your love on me
Set all your passion free
Chase out the child in me
Show no mercy
And if I run to ground
Then, baby, hunt me down
Give me a count of three
And turn your love on me
On me, ooh baby
Turn your love
(And turn your love on me)
Turn your love
(And turn your love on me)
Turn your love
(And turn your love on me)
Oh all I wanna do is set you free
(And turn your love on me)
(And turn your love on me)
(And turn your love on me)
Turn your love
(And turn your love on me)
Turn your love
(And turn your love on me)
Turn Your Love on Me was produced by Ben Findon.