Текст песни professional heartbreaker

You don't know a thing about real love, babe Real love, baby You don't know a thing about true heartbreak You're a heartbreaker You don't know a thing about real love, babe Real love, baby You don't know a thing about true heartbreak You're a heartbreaker I took a trip to SoHo, NYC I left her back in London in the breeze I couldn't wait to see her, I forgot she's just as bad as me She's a professional heartbreaker She fit right in my pocket, she was sweet (she was sweet) I thought she was the woman of my dreams (woman of my dreams) But then she broke my heart, I forgot she's just as bad as me She's a professional heartbreaker What are you? Some kind of professional heartbreaker? You don't know a thing about real love, babe Real love, baby You don't know a thing about true heartbreak You're a heartbreaker You don't know a thing about real love, babe Real love, baby You don't know a thing about true heartbreak You're a heartbreaker It was real what I felt for you It was real till I found out the truth What are you? Some kind of professional heartbreaker? (Ah) You don't know a thing about real love, babe Real love, baby You don't know a thing about true heartbreak You're a heartbreaker You don't know a thing about real Real love, I look inside of you What are you? Some kind of professional heartbreaker?