Darling, I love you, and I have from the start.
But I still get the feeling you play with my heart.
I may not be 20, and I may not be stacked, but I
look pretty good and I have quite the rack.
You leave if you need to, the door is ajar,
I keep it like that, and I’m never so far.
You are not tied to me, I am not tied to you.
Some day if we’re luck, we’ll change all that too.