nI'm in my studionHearing my stereonListening to Young LovenThey write the best songsnI'm sick of young lovenNot the band, they're all goodnDon't sound too emonThey've got the right looknDon't sound to disco, like PanicnBut they're all goodnI dance on tables, like ParisnBut you knew I wouldnnYoung love, young lovenYoung love, young lovennI fell in love with the principlenOf my school, it wasn't coolnHope to meet someone newnMaybe I'll go back on tournBut you can't tell menWhat to wear or how to actnOr I'm not coming backnI love the scenenAnd that's a factnYou have to let menBe myself, or it isn't coolnOr I'll go back to schoolnAnd drool over my principlennFell in love with a principlenFell in love with a principlenFell in love with a principlennYoung love, young lovenYoung love, young lovennI really love your bandnI know all the wordsnCall me when you come downnI'll make sure to be aroundnI love your hit songnGet me on that tour busnYou and I can fall in lovenI know that it's possiblennFell in love with GabrielnFell in love with GabrielnFell in love with GabrielnnYoung love, young lovenYoung love, young lovennGive me the truthnGive me the truthnI gave myself to younBut now I'm just confusednGive me the truthnnYoung love, young lovenYoung love, young lovenYoung love, young lovenYoung love, young loven