Lyrics:

You're takin' to me good
Just like you know you should
You get me on my knees
Please, baby, please
She looks so great, everytime I see her face
She put me in a state, ooh! (State of shock)

Top coat, top hat
I don't worry, 'cause my wallet's fat
Black shades, white gloves
Lookin' sharp, lookin' for love
They come a-runnin' just as fast as they can
'Cause every girl's crazy 'bout a sharp-dressed man! (Hey!)
Whoo! Ah ha!

Oh, what's love, got to do, got to do with it?
What's love but a second-hand emotion?
What's love got to do, got to do with it?
Who needs a heart, when a heart can be broken?

M-E-T-H-O-D-O-F-L-O-V-E
It's the method of modern love

Owner of a lonely heart
Owner of a lonely heart
Much better than the
Owner of a broken heart
Owner of a lonely heart
Yea! Yea yea yea yea yea yea!

We're not gonna take it
No! We ain't gonna take it
We're not gonna take it anymore

99 Luftballons
Auf ihrem Weg zum Horizont
Hielt man für UFOs aus dem All
Warum schickte ein General
Now I gotta cut loose, footloose
Kick off my Sunday shoes
Please! Louise! Pull me offa my knees!
Jack! Get back! Come on, before we crack!
Lose your blues, ev'rybody cut footloose!

So why don't you use it?
Try not to bruise it
Find time, don't lose it

Bang your head
Metal health'll drive ya mad
Bang your head
Metal health'll drive ya mad

Relax, don't do it
When you wanna go to it
Relax, don't do it
When you wanna come
Relax, don't do it
When you wanna sock it to it
Relax, don't do it
When you wanna come
When you wanna come
When you want to come