You think the world will melt if you whistle
There's a certain spring in your stride
You face the future like a heat-seeking missile
You've got yourself a smile a mile wide

(Yes, you have)

Viva love
Viva love, viva love, viva love
Viva love
Viva, viva
Viva love

When lightning strikes you don't look for shelter
You're floating free, gravity defied
It's hell for leather on a helter skelter
Just steel your nerves for a bright white knuckle ride

Viva love
Viva love, viva love, viva love
Viva love
Viva, viva
Viva love
Viva love, viva love, viva love
Viva love
Viva, viva
Viva love

In the battle of the sexes
Victory's denied
I'm charging your tanks
With slingshots and knives

My troops they retreat
And run for their lives
I'm facing defeat
But somehow love survives

Viva love
Viva love, viva love, viva love
Viva love
Viva, viva
Viva love
Viva love, viva love, viva love
Viva love
Viva, viva
Viva love

Viva love

Copyright: Royalty Network, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, THE MUSIC GOES ROUND
Writer(s): Charlie Mole, Marcus Vere, Martin David Fry