Is that what you call life asking for tourble and longing for strife you're chasing me the rumour's rife
Your intention's all too clear Calling me up and calling me dear and filling me with dread and fear
I can't deny it's true that love is blind If you can't see that it's all in the mind Just leave me be I'm not the loving kind It's plain to see I'm not the loving kind
You know you won't succed In winning cocks with chicken feed The sing are there for you to read
Your efferts are effete the stakes too high for easy meat why don't you just amidt defeat
I can't deny it's true that love is blind If you can't see that it's all in the mind Just leave me be I'm not the loving kind It's plain to see I'm not the loving kind
