The Live Journal of James Stevens-Arce

They met in a dance hall one slow Friday night
She was drawn by the pain in his eyes
The Tennessee Waltz lured them out on the floor
The beers made it easy to lie

Let's call it love (Hey, the pain is gone)
Let's call it love (Say, the night's not quite so long)
Let's call it love (I'd love to love you)
Let's call it love, let's call it love
Let's call it love, let's call it love

He lived 'round the corner, up two flights of stairs
She needed a place for the night
He kissed like her daddy, she cried like her mom
She left in the cold morning light

Let's call it love (Hey, the pain is gone)
Let's call it love (Say, the night's not quite so long)
Let's call it love (I'd love to love you)
Let's call it love, let's call it love
Let's call it love, let's call it love

She stands on a corner, she sticks out her thumb
She's hungry, but she doesn't care
He wakes up hung over, the bed sheets still warm
His arms full of nothing but air

Let's call it love (Hey, the pain is gone)
Let's call it love (Say, the night's not quite so long)
Let's call it love (I'd love to love you)
Let's call it love, let's call it love
Let's call it love, let's call it love

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Music & Lyrics © James A. Stevens 1998