I was a child   who wanted love that was wild   though tight as slow motion   but crazed with devotion      insane with devotion,   a whole other notion   I was fourteen and a half   and it wasn't no laugh      Love comes in spurts (oh no, it hurts!)   Love comes in spurts (oh no, it hurts!)   Love comes in spurts (it always hurts!)   Love comes in spurts (oh no!)      I just can't get wise   to those tragical lies   though I now know the facts   they still cut like an axe      baby, love comes in spurts   in dangerous flirts   and it murders your heart   they didn't tell you that part, baby!      Love comes in spurts (oh no!)   Love comes in spurts (oh no, it hurts!)   Love comes in spurts (oh no, it hurts!)   Love comes in spurts (it always!)      Love comes in spurts (oh no!)   Love comes in spurts (oh no, it hurts!)   Love comes in spurts (oh no, oh no, oh no!)   Love comes in spurts (it always hurts!)