Me and my baby we’re just going round,
Not getting on luv,not puting it down,
We had the kind of sweet affair,
We both felt we needed.

No psychic fusion,just a steady date,
No grand illusions of the romantic fates,
She looked for her,i looked for me,
Don’t know why we conceded.

Chorus:
’cos we were high,now we’re low,
Tell me why did we go,
Falling in luv,
Falling in luv.

Under pressure from family and friends,
They seem to treasure a storybook end,
One look at them I realise luv is real overated.

Chorus repeated.