Oh! Look at her
I tell a lie
On a lie we lie
How do I explain?
She is not plain Jane
She is beautiful
But the lie is most beautiful
I love someone else, damn…
She is under my illusion
If I confess, she wouldn’t eat a humble pie
That’s why I keep telling a lie
Oh! Look at her
When she say ‘I love you’
I reply ‘me too’
I give her a Judas kiss
A grave image, I’m a Dutchman.
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