Late at night at the bowling alley Motown and cold beer She was keeping score with a pencil behind her ear She knew there was something not Quite right, but she could not resist him Took him home and held on tight Hugged and kissed him Never hid his desire to be free That made him more appealing Lit a fire underneath a kindling feeling She made up her mind he was the one Wanted more than a good time and fun Used her powers of persuasion Stubborn love Stubborn love Stubborn love Hard-headed woman All the signs and the symptoms were right there Of a stormy ill-fated love affair They went in with eyes wide open He was never her type, but he made her laugh Inspired belief in a better half Left her dreaming and kept her hoping Then she carried his baby like a torch Got married and then they got divorced She always felt the fates gave her no choice Stubborn love Stubborn love Stubborn love Hard-headed woman Stubborn love Stubborn love Stubborn love Hard-headed woman Some people see it coming But instead of running They step in the path of a hurricane Charging like a bull Rushing like a fool Stepping on the track of a freight train Stubborn love Stubborn love Stubborn love Hard-headed woman Stubborn love Stubborn love Stubborn love Hard-headed woman Hard-headed woman Hard-headed woman