Some little piece of love That they have That they have That they have That they have I drive on the street 'cause I'm so incomplete And she's always on my mind Or is it a she that you just want to be with? 'Cause I'm on the line all right Love hurts, my friend Love hurts in the end In the end In the end In the end Oh let me tell you about the birds and the bees The nice and the sleazy I don't even know her name Or do you belong in a four minute love song That nobody can explain? Love hurts, my friend Love hurts in the end In the end In the end In the end My mother told me 'Son, you're just like your dad' Some little piece of love That they have That they have That they have That they have That they have Loving me, loving you No no Loving me, loving you Yeah Loving me, loving you No no Loving me, loving you No no