Из альбома: Damn Yankees
Written by Tommy Shaw, Jack Blades, Ted Nugent
You don't have to love me baby
I don't give a damn
You've got the time I've got the touch
And you know who I am
It's simplified, I'm mystified
A case of hit and run
Ain't no use no more abuse
You are my number one
And I'm in love
I'm mystified, baby
Yeah, I'm in love
I'm mystified, baby
yeah, yeah, yeah
You're my kind of lover
You always keep me mystified
[guitar solo]
I'm in love
And I'm mystified, baby
Yeah, yeah, yeah, now
You're my kind of lover
You always keep me mystified
Well I get out of the kitchen
When I can't take the heat
What you've got cooking, hun
It's good enough to eat
Well, in walked the boss man
With a boom, boom, boom
He said, "Break time's over, boy,
Get back to pushin' that broom"
Well, that's the way it goes sometimes
It's the story of my life
Whoa oh yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah now
You're my kind of lover (you're my kind of lover)
You always keep me mystified
You just keep it comin', babe
You always wanna keep me satisfied
You're my kind of lover (you're my kind of lover)
You always keep me mystified
Whoa oh oh oh
I don't mind pushing that broom baby
Long as I'm pushin' back towards you
mm mm, mm mm, ooh, say [yell]
[guitar solo]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, now
You're my kind of lover (you're my kind of lover)
You always keep me mystified
Yeah, you're my kind of lover, baby (you're my kind of lover)
You always wanna keep me satisfied
You're my kind of lover (you're my kind of)
Woah, oh--
You know you keep me mystified