Текст: Robert Palmer. Riptide. Discipline of Love.

Discipline of love
Discipline of love, yeah

You naughty girl so sharp and dry
Don't fill yourself with foolish pride
You wanted me to notice you
But when I came, you cut me

Why did you do it?
Why did you go and spoil the fun?
Why did you do it?
You need the discipline of love
You need the discipline of love
You need the discipline of love
Some discipline

You wild child, how sweet you smile
Your crystal ball, it's broken

Why did you do it?
Why did you go and spoil the fun?
Why did you do it?
You need the discipline of love
You need the discipline of love
You need the discipline of love
Some discipline

Take notice now, my turn to talk
The gate of love, it's narrow

Why did you do it?
Why did you go and spoil the fun?
Why did you do it?
You need the discipline of love
You need the discipline of love
You need the discipline of love
Some discipline

You naughty girl so sharp and dry
Don't fill yourself with foolish pride

Why did you do it?
Why did you go and spoil the fun?
Why did you do it?
You need the discipline of love
You need the discipline of love

Why did you do it?
Why did you go and make a fuss?
Why didn't you do it?
You need the discipline of love
You need the discipline of love
You need the discipline of love
You need the discipline of love
Some discipline

Discipline of love, yeah
Discipline of love
Discipline of love, yeah
Discipline of love
Discipline of love, yeah
Discipline of love

Discipline of love
Discipline of love
Discipline of love
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