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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