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