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