Saint Etienne - Puppy Love

And they call it puppy love, /
But I guess they'll never know /
How the young heart really feels /
And why I love her so. /

And they say we ? ? ? /
But I guess I'll never know /
? ? ? /
In the saunas(? ) of a soul. /

I'll cry each night [laughing] / my tears for you [laughing] /
My tears are all in vain. /
I hope and I pray / that maybe some day /
You'll be back in my arms once again. [dog barks] /

Someone help me, / help me, / help me please: /
Is the answer up above? /
'cause it's been so very hard for me, /
Though they call it puppy love. /