Supposed To Be On A Ukulele, It Sounds Ok and It's A Sweet Song =]
True, I'd give my right arm
To keep you safe from harm
And true, for you, I'd move to Ecuador
And I'd keep a little farm
Chop wood to keep you warm
But I don't really love you anymore
I don't have to love you now if I don't wish to
I won't see you anyhow if that's an issue
Because I am a gentleman
Think of me as just your fan
Who remembers every dress you ever wore
Just the bad comedian
Your new boyfriend's better than
'Cos I don't really love you anymore
There'll be someday when your eyes do not enthrall me
I'll be numb I realize you'll never call me
'Cos I've read your horoscope
And now I've given up all hope
So I don't really love you anymore
'Cos I've read your horoscope
And now I've given up all hope
So I don't really love you anymore.
Love Matt
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