Love Makes You Do Thangs En Vogue

[Verse 1: Cindy Herron]
Here I go again
I guess I can't pretend
I'm a sucker for pure love, my friend
I find myself always thinking
About that first romantic weekend
It's like there's nothing else to do
But sit and fantasize of you

[Chorus: En Vogue, Cindy Herron]
Love, love, love (Love)
Makes you do thangs (Do thangs)
Do thangs (Do thangs), do thangs (Uh-huh)
Love, love, love (Love)
Makes you do thangs (Do thangs)
Do thangs (Do thangs), do thangs

[Verse 2: Dawn Robinson]
You can't fight it, anyway
It grabs you by the heart
And makes you walk away
So far, you gave me love
What more could I be asking for?
I'll make him mad he leaves
'Cause I won't go all the way from me