The room is cold
And has been like this for several months
If I close my eyes, I can visualise everything in it
Right down
Right down to the broken handle
On the third drawer down of the dressing table

And the world outside this room
Has also assumed a familiar shape
The same events shuffled
In a slightly different order each day
Just like a modern shopping centre

And it's so cold
Yeah, it's so cold
What is this feeling called love?
Why me, why you?
Why here, why now?

It doesn't make no sense, no
It's not convenient, no
It doesn't fit my plans, no
It's something I don't understand, oh
F-E-E-L-I-N-G-C-A-double-L-E-D
L-O-V-E, what is this thing that is happening to me?

So what do I do?
I've got a slightly sick feeling in my stomach
Like I'm standing on top of a very high building, oh, yeah
All the stuff they tell you about in the movies
But this isn't chocolate boxes and roses
It's dirtier than that

Like some small animal that only comes out at night
And I see flashes of the shape of your breasts
And the curve of your belly
And they make me have to sit down and catch my breath

And it's so cold
And it's so cold
What is this feeling called love?
Why me, why you?
Why here, and why now?

Oh, it doesn't make no sense, no
It's not convenient, no
It doesn't fit my plans
But I got that taste in my mouth again, oh
F-E-E-L-I-N-G-C-A-double-L-E-D
L-O-V-E, what is this thing that is happening to me?
F-E-E-L-I-N-G-C-A-double-L-E-D
L-O-V-E, what is this thing that is happening to me?
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Pulp's song "F.E.E.L.I.N.G.C.A.L.L.E.D.L.O.V.E" convey a sense of confusion and uncertainty about the feeling of love. The opening lines of the song set the scene of a cold and familiar room, where the same events occur every day, just like in a modern shopping center. The repetition of "it's so cold" emphasizes the sense of isolation and emptiness that the singer feels.

The singer then describes the feeling of love as something he cannot understand, something that doesn't make sense, and that doesn't fit his plans. He compares it to a small animal that only comes out at night, and he has flashes of his lover's body that make him catch his breath. The feeling is described as something that is dirty, not like the idealized version of love that is often portrayed in movies.

The chorus of the song repeats the question "what is this feeling called love?" emphasizing the confusion and uncertainty that the singer feels. The final lines of the song, where the singer asks "what do I do?" and describes feeling like he's standing on top of a very high building, drive home the sense of risk and vulnerability that the feeling of love involves.

Overall, Pulp's song "F.E.E.L.I.N.G.C.A.L.L.E.D.L.O.V.E" captures the complicated, messy, and often unpredictable nature of love, conveying a sense of confusion and uncertainty that is universal to anyone who has experienced this feeling.

Line by Line Meaning

The room is cold
The room is cold.

And has been like this for several months
The room has been cold for several months.

If I close my eyes, I can visualise everything in it
If I close my eyes, I can see the room in my mind.

Right down
To the smallest details.

Right down to the broken handle
Even to the broken handle.

On the third drawer down of the dressing table
The broken handle is on the third drawer down of the dressing table.

And the world outside this room
The world outside this room.

Has also assumed a familiar shape
The world outside has become familiar.

The same events shuffled
Events happen in the same way every day.

In a slightly different order each day
In a slightly different order each day.

Just like a modern shopping centre
Like how a modern shopping centre operates.

And it's so cold
It's very cold.

Yeah, it's so cold
Yes, it is very cold.

What is this feeling called love?
What is this feeling called love?

Why me, why you?
Why me? Why you?

Why here, why now?
Why here? Why now?

It doesn't make no sense, no
It doesn't make sense.

It's not convenient, no
It's not convenient.

It doesn't fit my plans, no
It doesn't fit my plans.

It's something I don't understand, oh
It's something I don't understand.

F-E-E-L-I-N-G-C-A-double-L-E-D L-O-V-E, what is this thing that is happening to me?
What is this thing that is happening to me? This feeling called love.

So what do I do?
What should I do?

I've got a slightly sick feeling in my stomach
I feel slightly sick in my stomach.

Like I'm standing on top of a very high building, oh, yeah
I feel like I'm standing on a tall building.

All the stuff they tell you about in the movies
Like what they show in the movies.

But this isn't chocolate boxes and roses
But this isn't a romanticized version of love.

It's dirtier than that
It's less glamorous than that.

Like some small animal that only comes out at night
It's like a small animal that only comes out at night.

And I see flashes of the shape of your breasts
I see glimpses of your anatomy.

And the curve of your belly
I see the curves of your belly.

And they make me have to sit down and catch my breath
They are so overwhelming that I have to sit down.

And it's so cold
It's very cold.

And it's so cold
Yes, it's very cold.

What is this feeling called love?
What is this feeling called love?

Why me, why you?
Why me? Why you?

Why here, and why now?
Why here? Why now?

Oh, it doesn't make no sense, no
It doesn't make sense.

It's not convenient, no
It's not convenient.

It doesn't fit my plans
It doesn't fit my plans.

But I got that taste in my mouth again, oh
But I have that feeling again.

F-E-E-L-I-N-G-C-A-double-L-E-D L-O-V-E, what is this thing that is happening to me?
What is this thing that is happening to me? This feeling called love.

Oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh, yes.

Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: CANDIDA DOYLE, JARVIS BRANSON COCKER, MARK ANDREW WEBBER, NICK BANKS, RUSSELL SENIOR, STEPHEN PATRICK MACKEY

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