You're so lovey dovey
Around babies and donkeys
But in materiality
Love is just a fantasy
Fantasy like a fairy
Fantasy like Princess Sophie
You showed your true color
And it has a bad odor
Underneath your cover
Me, you painfully tower
With a slap and a clap
Your love is a horrifying bluff
Behind our story door
Hovering above me is a man black in color
Ravaging me painfully
Is my man that is a lovey dovey
Around babies and donkeys
This love is a fantasy
A fantasy that should be real
As real as a new born baby
But it became a fantasy
That was blurry and scary
A fantasy that should be a sweet dream night
But it became a mare in midnight
