Written by Tommy Shaw, Jack Blades, Ted NugentYou don’t have to love me babyI don’t give a damnYou’ve got the time I’ve got the touchAnd you know who I amIt’s simplified, I’m mystifiedA case of hit and runAin’t no use no more abuseYou are my number oneAnd I’m in loveI’m mystified, babyYeah, I’m in loveI’m mystified, babyyeah, yeah, yeahYou’re my kind of loverYou always keep me mystified[guitar solo]I’m in loveAnd I’m mystified, babyYeah, yeah, yeah, nowYou’re my kind of loverYou always keep me mystifiedWell I get out of the kitchenWhen I can’t take the heatWhat you’ve got cooking, hunIt’s good enough to eatWell, in walked the boss manWith a boom, boom, boomHe said, « Break time’s over, boy,Get back to pushin’ that broom. »Well, that’s the way it goes sometimesIt’s the story of my lifeWhoa oh yeah yeahYeah yeah yeah nowYou’re my kind of lover (you’re my kind of lover)You always keep me mystifiedYou just keep it comin’, babeYou always wanna keep me satisfiedYou’re my kind of lover (you’re my kind of lover)You always keep me mystifiedWhoa oh oh ohI don’t mind pushing that broom babyLong as I’m pushin’ back towards youmm mm, mm mm, ooh, say [yell][guitar solo]Yeah, yeah, yeah, nowYou’re my kind of lover (you’re my kind of lover)You always keep me mystifiedYeah, you’re my kind of lover, baby (you’re my kind of lover)You always wanna keep me satisfiedYou’re my kind of lover (you’re my kind of)Woah, oh–You know you keep me mystified