This is called 'Guppies'.
Maybe he doesn't love them,
quite as much as he could do,
Maybe he wants to kill them,
or to flush them down his loo,
But little things called guppies swim around,
and although he never took the ti-i-ime,
They were always on his mi-ind
They were always on his mi-ind.
Maybe he doesn't feed them,
on those cold and lonely nights.
But I bet he changes their water,
if he didn't there'd be fights.
He says he'd like to swap them for a shark,
but we know that that's a li-i-e.
They were always on his mi-i-ind
They were always on his mind.
Te-e-ll him.
Tell him not to worry what they say.
Gi-ive him,
Give him one more chance to prove that he's a male.
They were always on his mi-i-ind
They were always on his mind.
(guitar solo)
(fade out)
Maybe he doesn't love them,
quite as much as he could do,
Maybe he wants to kill them,
or to flush them down his loo,
But little things called guppies swim around,
and although he never took the ti-i-ime,
They were always on his mi-ind
They were always on his mi-ind.
Maybe he doesn't feed them,
on those cold and lonely nights.
But I bet he changes their water,
if he didn't there'd be fights.
He says he'd like to swap them for a shark,
but we know that that's a li-i-e.
They were always on his mi-i-ind
They were always on his mind.
Te-e-ll him.
Tell him not to worry what they say.
Gi-ive him,
Give him one more chance to prove that he's a male.
They were always on his mi-i-ind
They were always on his mind.
(guitar solo)
(fade out)
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