Mark Heathcote

(22/03/66 / Manchester)

Baby I should question why I love you


Baby I should question why I love you
Cause you don’t tease me
Even when you please me

Baby I should question why I love you
Cause you don’t bend like bamboo!
Or stick to me like glue

Baby I should question why I love you
Cause you don’t listen to me
When you know you should…

Baby I should question why I love you
Cause you don’t appreciate all I do—
For you!

Baby I should question why I love you
When you return home
With that quiet silent syndrome

Baby I should question why I love you
Cause you don’t tease me
Even when you please me

Baby I should question why I love you
Baby I should question why I love you
Baby I should question why I love you

Baby I should question why I love you
Cause you tell me monumental lies
And give me the who and wherefore whys

Thinking nothing but you applies

Baby I should question why I love you
Cause you don’t tease me
Even when you please me
Anymore
Anymore
Anymore

Baby I should question why I love you
Cause you don’t bend like bamboo!
Or stick to me like glue
Anymore

Submitted: Monday, October 07, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, October 08, 2013

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