Love  Child  Fibes,Oh  Fibes
I  was  born  by  a  mother  at  the  school  of  understanding
And  raised  by  a  sister  who  taught  me  I  could  be  standing
At  the  age  at  seven  I  fell  in  love  with  Blackie
And  nothing  could  come  in  my  way
When  women  go  smiling  I  start  running
When  women  go  talking  I  start  blushing
When  women  start  asking  why  I  keep  on  falling
I  can't  stop  running  away
They  call  me  little  love  child  with  a  thorn  in  my  side
You  shouldn't  be  talking  to  me
They  call  me  little  love  child  with  a  thorn  in  my  side
You  shouldn't  be  talking  to  me
I  soon  turned  eleven  I  was  lost  and  seperated
it  was "Head  over  heals  that  got  me  stimulated
Like  John  McEnroe  my  sky  kept  on  falling
I  knew  I  had  something  to  say
When  women  go  smiling  I  start  running
When  women  go  talking  I  start  blushing
When  women  start  asking  why  I  keep  on  falling
I  can't  stop  running  away
They  call  me  little  love  child  with  a  thorn  in  my  side
You  shouldn't  be  talking  to  me
They  call  me  little  love  child  with  a  thorn  in  my  side
You  shouldn't  be  talking  to  me