Little darling
You are the Queen
And I think of you with nothing but bad intentions
As hard as I try
To make a scene
My efforts seem to go without a mention
From the start to the end I can't stand you at all
So much so I can't pretend
I can't stand you at all
You are to me
A burden indeed
An itch that goes unscratched and never fades
And thinking of you
Brings me to my knees
To the misery that ensues I am a slave
From the start to the end
I can't stand you at all
So much so I can't pretend
I can't stand you at all
Dearest darling
Oh you really are sublime
Dearest darling
Now forever you are mine
From the start to the end
I can't stand you at all
So much so I can't pretend
I can't stand you at all