Pashernate love   In any form whether real or a dream   Pashernate love   Could make your sister erupt into wild blisters and boils      Oh, as for me it still doesn't understand me   It wouldn't lay one single finger on me      Pashernate love   Could make your grandmother zoom roller-skating back from the grave   Pashernate love   Could make your old daddy feel like he may have a reason to live      Oh, as for me it still doesn't understand me   And it wouldn't lay one single finger on me      I'm always there, it's always elsewhere      Whoah, Pashernate love oh, where are you?   Where are you? Where are you? Where are you?   Where are you? Where are you? Where are you?   Where are you? Where are you? Where are you?