Songwriter: Peabo Bryson

Producer: Richard Evans

Hey, hey, hey, hey
Oh, try somethin' that you never
Never learned

I'm so amazed
Every time you say how you feel
Feel, yeah, hey
I tell myself
The way you felt could be real
Real, yeah

It's not the way you play
It's how you win the game
Don't make me feel so ashamed, hey
You can stand up and say
That you love without pain
You haven't learned about love
(You haven't learned about love)
All about love
(Love, love sweet love, love)
You haven't learned about love

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, love, love
You ain't learned about love, love
Somethin' that you tellin' me
Ow!

Tell the truth
It's up to you how you're livin'
Hey-hey, just tell the truth
Well, well, hey, hey-hey
It's up to me
If I receive what you're givin'

It's not the way you play
It's how you win the game
Don't make me feel so ashamed, yeah
Stand up and say
That you love without pain
You haven't learned about love
(You haven't learned about love)
All about love
(Love, love sweet love, love)
No...

Ah, oh yeah
You ain't learned about love
(No!)
Somethin' 'bout you tellin' me, hey-hey
You ain't learned about love, no

It's hard to believe
All the things you're tellin' me
Said, it's hard to believe
All the things you're tellin' me, yeah

Hard to believe, hard to believe
Hey-hey, hey-hey
(All the things you're tellin' me)
(Hard to believe)
Ooh, somethin' that you'll never, yeah
(All the things you're tellin' me)
Never learn...

Peabo Bryson

This Greenville, South Carolina, native shot into the professional music scene in the mid-1970s when he released his first solo LP, simply titled “Peabo”, on Bullet Records.