She's got her sweet children

She's got her house, she's got some land

Her earthly possessions

She's got a ring upon her hand She tried to be a good girl

She tried to make everything right

She tried to kill the voices

That haunt her each and every night She looks up to heaven

And wonders why love is so cruel

She loves him, won't hurt him

Can't stop the wanting of you, oh She married in high school

Oldest was well upon her way

But that wild night, Chicago

It left a mark she can't erase A phase you'll just get over

That's what her friends have always said

You dip your toes in water

She's in way over her head She looks up to heaven

And wonders why love is so cruel

She loves him, won't hurt him

Can't stop the wanting of you, oh Keeping her desire paralyzed

She catches in the corner of her eyes

Tank top, smooth skin, soft lips, tan thighs

How the hell's this ache ever gonna die? We make our choices

Doing what we think is good

We deny our own dreams

'Cause we think we've been told we should

We think we've been told we should She looks up to heaven

And wonders why love is so cruel

She loves him, won't hurt him

Can't stop the wanting of you She looks up to heaven

And wonders why love is so cruel

She loves him, won't hurt him

Can't stop the wanting of you Oh, oh, oh, oh

She can't stop, she can't stop the wanting of you

Oh, oh, oh, oh

She can't stop the wanting, the wanting of you