The love of my life, she has left me She didn't want me any more So I'm writing this sorrow With a Biro I've borrowed Crumpled up here on the floor The pen might just colour in spaces The pad might well paper the cracks But the words are just scribble And the poetry is drivel And neither will win me her back (Oooh-oooh-oooh-aaah) A lesson for all of you listeners A paean to bad poets worldwide Be sure that your art Don't take over your heart Keep your love firm by your side Keep your love firm by your side