Well, it's Saturday night and I'm still free
And I ain't never gonna be
Eaten by the monster of loveIt's hard to fight it off much more
I hear it drooling by the door
Eaten by the monster of loveIt ain't a pretty sight to see the way it leaves 'em
It chews them up and spits out creatures with those
Goo-gooy-ey eyes
Sick sickly smiles
It just isn't rightAnd my father said "don't worry, son"
But look at him, he should have run
Eaten by the monster of loveWell, it's worse than war, it's worse than death
There ain't too many left who ain't been
Eaten by the monster of loveBuy a dog and that might help
Sometimes, though, a dog gets grabbed and
Eaten by the monster of loveEaten by the monster of love
Let it huff, let it puff
Eaten by the monster of love
I hate to gripe, but I just ain't the type(Don't let it get me, don't let it get me, etc.)I know some really good, good people
Overcome, and piece by piece they were
Eaten by the monster of loveSometimes it takes a nip at me
But I'm too quick to ever be
Eaten by the monster of love
Songwriters
MAEL, RONALD D / MAEL, RUSSELL CRAIGPublished by
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