Supposed To Be On A Ukulele, It Sounds Ok and It's A Sweet Song =] True, I'd give my right arm To keep you safe from harm And true, for you, I'd move to Ecuador And I'd keep a little farm Chop wood to keep you warm But I don't really love you anymore I don't have to love you now if I don't wish to I won't see you anyhow if that's an issue Because I am a gentleman Think of me as just your fan Who remembers every dress you ever wore Just the bad comedian Your new boyfriend's better than 'Cos I don't really love you anymore There'll be someday when your eyes do not enthrall me I'll be numb I realize you'll never call me 'Cos I've read your horoscope And now I've given up all hope So I don't really love you anymore 'Cos I've read your horoscope And now I've given up all hope So I don't really love you anymore. Love Matt XX