Honey, this club here is stuck up,
Dinner and diatribes,
I knew it from the first hookup.
The look of mischief in your eyes,
Your friends are a fate that befell me,
Hell is a talking tide,
I'd suffer Hell if you'd tell me
What you'd do to me tonight.
Tell me,
Tell me,
Tell me, ah!
That's the kind of love
I've been dreaming of.
That's the kind of love
I've been dreaming of.
Honey, I laugh when it sinks in,
A pillar, I am upright,
Scarcely can speak for my thinking
What you'd do to me tonight.
Now that the evening is slowing,
Now that the end's in sight,
Honey, it's easier knowing what you'd do to me tonight.
Tell me,
Tell me,
Tell your man!
That's the kind of love
I've been dreaming of.
That's the kind of love
I've been dreaming of.
That's the kind of love,
That's the kind of love,
That's the kind of love,
That's the kind of love,
Oh, oh!
Let there be hotels complaints and grievances raised
In that kind of love.
(That's the kind of love,
That's the kind of love,
That's the kind of love)
Oh, oh!
Let there be damage ensued and tabloid news
In that kind of love.
(That's the kind of love,
That's the kind of love,
(That's the kind of love)
That's the kind of love
I've been dreaming of, ah, oh-oh-oh!
And that's the kind of love
I've been dreaming of.
That's the kind of love
I've been dreaming of.