Love is an 8-Lettered Word Songtext
von Anjan Dutt

I′m sick of it all but I'm really in the thick of you
Born in the ′40s stuck in the '50s groove
No matter how I hate, it's really too late to try
To pack my bags and put an end to this love-hate affair

I was a boy when I met you drenched in the sweat in heat
I got lost in the maze of your crazy and lazy backstreets
On a rainy afternoon the disel fuse in my eyes
I fell for you, baby, my Calcutta skylights


Love is getting stuck to your ground
Love means you don′t have to turn around
Calcutta is filth and dirt
So love is an eight lettered word
(Oh yeah)

It′s the pain of heat and the rain all through the year
But this guitar of mine has gotten used to the damp atmosphere
So pour me a drink and I'll write a song straight from my heart
And leave the rest to my old friend′s guitar

Take it on, boy

Love is getting stuck to your ground
Love means you don't have to turn around
Calcutta is filth and dirt
So love is an eight lettered word