Tekster: Live. V. Transmit Your Love.

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bow, bow everybody body in the hotel bow,
bow everybody in the motel don't knock if the door to my suite is closed
you should of come to the show but you didn't,
now you're wishin' that you had had to go to jimmy buffet
with your dad with LIVE,
its game seven every single night you have to put it on the line to step inside

transmit your love to me and silently make me whole again
transmit your love to me

bow, bow put your ear to the door and bow,
bow put your face to the floor and through the crack,
see the people kickin it inside and leavin it all behind in the name of love,
we raise the roof in the name of love,
do what we came to do in a town tonight where the streets have no name
and everybody feels the same the outside world is a goddamn shame

transmit your love to me and silently make me whole again
transmit your love to me

come on! tell your leaders love is in town to turn this whole thing
upside down we can't take it anymore

transmit your love to me silently make me whole again
transmit your love to me

(welcome to my world of love welcome to my space
above this sacred love welcome to my space of bliss
drive me to the heart of this sacred love sacred love)