Close Enough – Dana and The Wolf – letras

I think that you, you don’t get itThis the shit that Shakespeare wroteYeah, you really don’t have it allThe answers or the proseYeah, I know that you got a bad habitOf huffing when you got no puffYeah, we could almost have it allIf we lean into the fallAnd don’t you call that loveWhen you close enough, close enoughOh yeah, love, love, loveWell, it’s a funny thing that you and meWere even just so close enoughAnd don’t you call that loveWhen you close enough, close enoughAnd don’t you call that loveWhen you close enough, close enoughAnd don’t you call that, and I can’t believe youPassing up on something so goodYeah, we had all our bitches in a rowYeah, but you had to cut it off’Cause you afraid to know that they we were evenClose enough, close enoughOh yeah, love, love, loveWell, it’s a funny thing that you and meWere even just so close enoughAnd don’t you call that loveClose enough, close enoughAnd don’t you call that loveWhen you’re close enough, close enoughAnd don’t you call that loveWhat chance is there that your heart wantsWhat chance is there that your heart wants me?(What chance is there your heart wants)Is there there your heart(What chance is there your heart wants me?)And don’t you call that love(Close enough, close enough)And don’t you call that love(Close enough, close enough)And don’t you call that love(What chance is there that your heart wants)And don’t you call that love(What chance is there that your heart wants)And don’t you call that love(What chance is there that your heart wants)Close enough, close enoughAnd don’t you call that loveClose enough, close enoughAnd don’t you call that love