Love is always sacrifice but
There’s only so much I can give
I suppose that we can make it work
It’s only non-vital appendages
She’s taking weight off of my shoulders
And weight off my hips
It takes an arm and a leg to love you
If I could run, you’re the one I would run to
(Some) amputational proof you can point to
It takes an arm and a leg and a hook and a peg too
(I can only spare a few)
(We) cannot make romantic omelette
Without donation of a leg
I think I’m following the logic but
(That’s not) the way that I was raised
When you said we’d need a hacksaw I
Thought that was bizarre
But its love, so here we are
It takes an arm and a leg to love you
If I could run, you’re the one I would run to
(Some) amputational proof you can point to
It takes an arm and a leg and a hook and a peg too
Only one of my feet is cold
I can give her all my heart now
And half of a hug
Please don’t pull out the rug
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