Feeling called Love - Pulp

¿Qué tal si no fue el momento?,

¿Qué tal si no sabes cómo decir no?

¿Qué tal si estoy forzando demasiado el rumbo de lo que parece inevitable?,

¿Qué ocuparía mi cabeza, cuándo dejaría el pensamiento nocturno habitual?

"It's dirtier than that,

like some small animal that only comes out at night.

And I see flashes of the shape of your breasts

and the curve of your belly

and they make me have to sit down and catch my breath.

it's so cold, yeah, it's so cold

in and catch my breath

what... is... this feeling called love?

why me?

why you?

why here?

and why now?

it doesn't make no sense, no

it's no convenient, no

it doesn't fit my plans

but i got that taste in my mouth again...

feeling called love

what is this thing thas is happening to me?"