I'd like to write this one a letter
But she's the type who could do better
And I just can't cope it's beaten me
And I'm on the slopes internally

I love to take her to the water
I get so jealous of her daughter
She's lost all hope of drilling me
So I've turned to dope, it's beaten me

I bet she is... lovin' it, lovin' it, lovin' it, lovin' 
it
(x2)

We'll hold a conference in my garden
I'll ask the police chief for a pardon
I found the rope, it's swinging me
But I've lost the soap to healing me, healing me

I bet she is... lovin' it, lovin' it, lovin' it, lovin' 
it
She is lovin' it, lovin' it, lovin' it, lovin' it, she is 
(x3)