Dinnae ken what tae do
me hert pines fae ye,
me head is trying tae firget ye
When I first seed youse,
it was instant dislike.
I couldnae stand ye an yer antics
I wished ye was deid
Nu I love tae lie next tae ye,
when the sun’s oot,
it’s perfikt.
Enyways I dinnae ken
what tae do.
I’m turning into a bam pot.
I could talk shite
about only seeing youse
as a friend
but that’s aloada crap,
there’s a tattoo with ye name on it
in me heart.
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