The Grip of Love

You do the moon You do the snake Everywhere you go You make the right mistake You take a picture And lay it in my tray Some kind of window Just like the Milky Way I don't understand Must be the grip of love Sure had it in your hand Must be the grip of love We did so many things You found out how I felt Now you say, "Get lost!" Well don't that buckle my belt? I don't understand Must be the grip of love Sure had it in your hand Must be the grip of love I guess you've got the grip of love Must be the grip of love Must be the grip of love Must be the grip of love Sure had it in your hand Must be the grip of love