You really like my limousine,
You like the way the wheels roll,
You like my seven inch leather heels,
And going to all of the shows,

But – 
Do you love me?
Do you love me?
Do you love me?
Really love me?

You like the credit cards and private planes,
Money can really take you far,
You like the hotels and fancy clothes,
And the sound of electric guitars

But – 
Do you love me?
Give me!
Do you love me?
Do you love me?
I mean, like, do you?
Really love me?

You really like rock ‘n’ roll,
All of the fame and the masquerade,
You like the concerts and studios,
And all the money, honey, that I make

But –
Do you love me?
Come on!
Do you love me?
Do you love me?
Really love me?

Your backstage pass and your black sunglasses
Make you look just like a queen,
Even the fans, they know your face
From all of the magazines

But – 
Do you love me?
Do you love me?
Do you love me?
Really love me?

I wanna know,
Do you love me?
Give me!
Do you love me?
Do you love me?
I mean, like, do you
Really love me?

(I want you to!)
Do you love me?
(I need you to!)
Do you love me?
(And you know I’m so tired of everybody saying it!)
Do you love me?
(And you know I just gotta know)
Really love me?
(I need to know, s’ come on!)

Do you love me?
(Do you love me?)
Do you love me?
(I need you to!)
Do you love me?
(I got to know!)
Really love me?

(Do you love me?)
Do you love me?
(Do you love me?)
Do you love me?
(I gotta know, I gotta know, I gotta know, eeey-awww!)

Do you love me?
(Lady)
Really love me?
(I got to know how you feel about it)
Do you love me?
(I got to know what you think about it)

Do you love me?
(I need to know… yeah!)
Do you love me?
I mean, like, do you
Really love me?
Come on now!
Aw!