You Better Run

I love pancakes

She does, too.

That’s not the only common ground

She’s met that other man

That’s what I can’t stand

And jealousy’s an evil hound

I guess you better run away

Because I don’t usually play

And I get more jealous every day

I’m a nice guy

But troubled too

This won’t have no happy ending

I’m all gin and rye

Yes it’s true

And booze is just a clumsy mending

Chorus

Uh – I would kill for love, babe

Uh – I’m a fool for love, babe

Uh – I’m so full of love, babe

Uh – I would kill for love, babe