You treat me like a piece of raw meat
I treat you like a clown
But you always knock me off of my feet
And I just make you fall down
All the time we argue and fight
But when the sky above
Turns from daytime into the night
We know that we’re still in love
I love the way you brush your long blonde hair
You say you love the things I say
I’m just crazy about this girl so fair
And I love her more each day
It’s this combination of bad and good
That always works things out
We’ll always be together and of course we should
Cos it’s love without a doubt
© 1992 Paul Curtis