Relationships of love are quid pro quo
Unless you don’t want anything from me
This concept isn’t fresh, it’s not nouveau
They thought of it in Rome, where nothing’s free!
A whore is simple, gives her “love” for cash
I’m not a whore, my love is not for sale
Such “love” is just a heap of molding trash
True Love will sprout and grow; it will prevail
My Love is yours, forever and a day
Let’s make that day, today, to start our Love
To Hell with what they thought of anyway
To Hell with what they may be thinking of!
I Love it that we’re more than “what for what”
Our Love is like a door that’s never shut.