just because you think that you're pretty
just because your friends think you're hot
you go showing off across the city
with something that no one else has got
you cause me to spend all my money
you cause me to lose my pride
you keep calling me dear and honey
but obviously you dont seem to treat me right
you always go cool when i'm hot
you also go hot when i'm cool
i wonder if you love me or not
cos you make me feel a king and sometimes a fool
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Par for the course my friend.'La Donna imobile'