For my mind is pervaded
With thoughts of this dame
And my heart is undefended
As she effortlessly sets it aflame
She entices me, she teases me
But love me, she would not
The fair one, I mean
The fair one is mean!
She affects me in ways inexplicable
And she knows it, I know she does
But she would not stop and I am incapable
Of defence; she has me under a curse
And yet,
She entices me, she teases me
But love me she would not
The fair one, I mean
The fair one is mean
She enjoys what she does to me
I am sure she does
And though she may not be the enemy
Of my misery she is the source
Because,
She entices me,she teases me
But love me she would not
The fair one, I mean
The fair one is mean
Or perhaps she does not know
'Cos to be fair to her
I am yet to clad my feelings in words
But she must know, I don't believe she does not
Is the voice of action
not louder than that of words?
Still,
She entices me, she teases me
But love me she would not
The fair one, I mean
The fair one is mean
Written by Jerry Okooboh (O'Jerry)
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