| Lyrics |
Is that what you call lifeasking for tourble and longing for strifeyou're chasing methe rumour's rife
Your intention's all too clear
Calling me up and calling me dearand filling mewith 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 therefor you to read
Your efferts are effetethe stakes too high for easy meatwhy don't you justamidt 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
|