Fancy a big house
Some kids and a horse
I can not quite but nearly
Guarantee a divorce
I think that I love you
I think that I do
So go on mister make Miss me Mrs you
I love you I love you I love you I do
I only make jokes to distract myself
From the truth from the truth
Fancy a fast car
A bag full of loot
I can nearly guarantee
You'll end up with the boot
I love you I love you I love you I do
I only make jokes to distract myself
From the truth from the truth
I love you I love you I love you I do
I only make jokes to distract myself
From the truth from the truth
