Censorship

It's that ole devil called love again,
Gets behind me and keeps giving me that *beep* again,
Putting *beep* in my eyes, *beep* in my *beep*,
And *beep* in my *beep*.

It's that sly ole son of a gun again,
He keeps telling me, I'm the *beep* one again.
But I still have that *beep*, still have those *beep*,
And those *beep* in my *beep*.

S'pose I didnt stay - ran away - didn't play,
The devil what a *beep*, he would brew.

He'd follow me around, *beep* me up, tear me *beep*,
Till I'll be so bewildered, I wont know *beep* to *beep*.
Might as well, give up the *beep* again.
I know darn well, he'll convince me, that he's *beep* again.
When he sings that *beep* song, I'm just gonna *beep* *beep*,
With that ole devil called love.

He'd follow me around, *beep* me up, tear me *beep*,
Till I'll be so bewildered, I wont know *beep* to *beep*.
Might as well, give up the *beep* again.
I know darn well, he'll convince me that he's *beep* again.
When he sings that sorry song, I'm just gonna *beep* *beep*,
With that ole devil called love.