Richard Carpenter
Richard Carpenter
Richard Carpenter
Richard Carpenter
Richard Carpenter
Richard Carpenter
Richard Carpenter
Richard Carpenter & Scott Grimes
Richard Carpenter
Some girls sit by the phone
At home alone hoping maybe you'll call
Not you, you'll break a date
You wouldn't wait at all
If I’m hard to handle, tell me about it
Here's my angle, think about it
It takes two to tango, and I ought to know
Who do you, who do you, who do you love?
Who do you, who do you, who do you love?
Who, who do you love?
Some girls do it right every night
And never ask for more
Not you, you know the score
You always ask what for
Where's the danger, tell me about it
We'll be strangers, think about it
If it ever changes, I ought to know
Who do you, who do you, who do you love?
Who do you, who do you, who do you love?
Who, who do you love?
If I’m hard to handle, tell me about it
Here's my angle, think about it
It takes two to tango, and I ought to know
Who do you, who do you, who do you love?
Who do you, who do you, who do you love?
Who, who do you love?
Who do you, who do you, who do you love?
Who do you, who do you, who do you love?
Who, who do you love?
Who do you, who do you, who do you love?
Who do you, who do you, who do you love?
Who, who do you love?