Love Type Thing

A shirt tucked out,

and your hands tucked in.

When dark things come calling,

they want you to hear.

The sweet humming underground;

sleeveless and tired.

A love type thing, a sure type thing.

Keep your ears wide open

for the sound of the door.

If they want you, they'll take you,

and that is for sure.

The sweet humming underground;

sleeveless and sore.

A love type thing, a sure type thing.

A love type thing, a sure type thing.

Oh it's a love type thing, a sure type thing.

Oh it's a love type thing, a sure type thing.