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

Chorus:
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

(Chorus 2x)

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