Ive got a job thats so pathetic, and my girlfriends
Just rejected my proposal to her
And I must have looked pathetic
When I got down on my knees and said the words
Marry me I.ll make you happy
I, ll remain devoted till the day I die
Marry me I, ll make you happy
Well you know I, ll try
Youjust looked at me and smiled
You said 'my poor sweet child' that can never be
You see I dont love you, I dont even think of you
When were apart
And although you make me happy
Theres only a small place here in my heart
And my job is so pathetic and my girlfriends just rejected
My proposal to her
But Im f****d if I, ll give in
I, ll just take it with a grin
Hey wheres that bottle again
Marry me I, llmake you happy
Life could be such fun when your living with a fool
And my job is still pathetic
Life is just to hectic
Heywheres that bottle again
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem