Martha Davis - True Love lyrics

She lays there leakin' like a faucet He loved to shove her in the closet She tried to apologize but she can't Their love's like something from the movies Bogart, Bacall would maybe envy A pa**ion that they had Maybe not True love never has to grandstand True love never needs a helping hand True love left them by the wayside True love taught them how to stay alive He lays her down like a Pica**o Sometimes in blues but he don't mean to They talk about tattoos What else is new He likes to wake her in the morning Some times she gets a little ornery They laugh when they are all alone Because the can True love never has to grandstand True love never needs a helping hand True love left them by the wayside True love taught them how to stay alive True love never has to grandstand True love never needs a helping hand True love left them by the wayside True love taught them how to stay alive True love True love True love True love