Me and my baby we're just going round,
Not getting on luv,not puting it down,
We had the kind of sweet affair,
We both felt we needed.
No psychic fusion,just a steady date,
No grand illusions of the romantic fates,
She looked for her,I looked for me,
Don't know why we conceded.
CHORUS:
'Cos we were high,now we're low,
Tell me why did we go,
Falling in luv,
Falling in luv.
Under pressure from family and friends,
They seem to treasure a storybook end,
One look at them I realise luv is real overated.
CHORUS Repeated.
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