(Randy Goodrum)
We’re like summer and winter,
We’re not one bit alike.
We’re like satin and cinders;
I’m definitely not your type.
Well then, what are we doin’ in love?
What are we doin’ in a mess like this?
What are we doin’ love?
Why were you someone I couldn’t resist?
What are we doin’ in love?
We’re like paper and matches,
We’ll probly have our share of fights.
We’re like roses and switches.
It’s gonna be hard bit we’ve got to try.
So what are we doin’ in love?
What are we doin’ in a mess like this?
What are we doin’ love?
What are we gonna tell all our friends?
Well, you don’t have to like someone to love someone.
That rule was made to be broken.
But if we have to say goodbye,
To a life we’ve gotten used to.
What are we doin’ love then?
We’re like sun-up and sundown.
People say we’re never going to last.
Like Uptown and Downtown.
You like it slow but I like it fast.
So what are we doin’ in love?
What are we doin’ in a mess like this?
What are we doin’ love?
And what are we gonna tell all our friends?
What are we doin’ in love?
What are we doin’ in a mess like this?
What are we doin’ love?
Well, were you someone I couldn’t resist,
So that’s what we’re doin’ in love.
In love.
In love.
