Lemon Love

Lemon Love

O, Your love ain’t worth a damn

You are far from one of a kind

You come a dime a dozen, Baby

And, Your love just ain’t right

 

Your love’s more sour than sweet

Juicy, but that ain’t what I need

I want a house Baby, not just a tool

 

Your touch like a rusty nail

Cold to the bone and flaky as hell

You turn me sick and pale

I want love, not another lemon

 

Oh, lemon love

I Pray to the god above

Not another Lemon Love

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