Everybody's Looking for the Same Thing

Well, look at that dog digging in the yard
 What you think he's after now
 His head is sagging and his tail is dragging
 He's one discontented hound
 Now he's staring out the fence and it doesn't make sense
 What could he be thinking of
 He's like a young girl waiting for the phone to ring
 And that's love
 Well, people when you talk about happiness
 It's a matter of degrees
 I've got it better than the other guy
 You've got it better than me
 It's a house with heat, some food to eat
 And a roof up above
 But there's still something missing
 It's that hugging and kissing
 Everybody's looking for the same thing, sis
 And that's love, that's love
 You can't get it in the lost and found
 It's not hidden in the closet or buried in the ground
 It'll make you sing "I've got the world on a string"
 That's why everybody's looking for the same old thing
 Gambler's always drawing for a winning card
 Rooster's out looking for a hen
 Everybody's wishing on a shooting star
 Me and the marines just want a few good men
 But it's a well known fact that it leads the pack
 When push comes to shove
 And it may sound funny but I don't mean money
 It makes the dark clouds lift and the days all sunny
 Everybody's looking for the same thing, honey
 And that's love, that's love, that's love