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.