Do you love me still

If she's a blonde or brunette
Or if she's slim or she's fat
It doesn't matter at all when I fall, I fall

It's in the way that she walks
And in her smile when she talks
I'm simply losing my head and I fall

You may see me as a thinker
Always hiding from his own insanity
Like a bucket or a tinker
So confined within my personality

I met Sally at a bus stop
We fell in love and we got married inside my head

If she's a blonde or brunette
Or if she's slim or she's fat
It doesn't matter at all when I fall, I fall

It's in the way that she walks
And in her smile when she talks
I'm simply losing my head and I fall, I fall
In love !