Lyrics:

You wrote me a song
But you don't really play that well
And you sing like hell
You gave me a kiss
But I can honestly say that I don't really like your breath
And you moved your tongue
Too bloody fast
Hmm.
But you see that.
Eeh.
I'm so poor won't you lend me some money
You gave me a flower
Well I don't really like flowers
They look quite nice
But I'm allergic to ém
You picked me up with your car
And I said honey that was very kind of you
But I've got
Other better things to do
I'm so poor won't you lend me some money