Poor you, Im sorry youre not me, for you will never know what loving you can be.
Poor you, youll never know your charms,
Youll never feel your warmth, youre never in your arms.
When it is you Im kissing, I pity you constantly,
You dont know what youre missing, `cause youre only kissing poor me.
Poor you, you live your whole life through,
And yet youll never know the thrill of loving you.
