I want to, I need to
I got to move on down the line
If not to, to make me
I should have stood behind the lines

What is this? What have I?
What am I? Not what you see
So take me, so use me
I'm stupid, I don't want to

Oh, looking for love
Oh, looking for love
Oh, looking for love
Oh, looking for love

A standard, a program
Religion burns me at the stake
I questioned, I listened
I worshipped, how can I relate?

I worked so hard at it
Oh Lord, the bruises and the burns
I just don't, don't get it
I guess I lost my faith

Oh, looking for love
Oh, looking for love
Woah, looking for love
Oh, looking for love

Oh, looking for love
Woah, looking for love
Woah, looking for love
Oh, looking for love

Oh, looking for love
Woah, looking for love
Woah, looking for love
Oh, looking for love