Fibes, Oh Fibes!
Love Child

Ohohohohohohbido
Ohohohohohohbido
Ohohohohohohbido
Ohohohohohoh

I was born, by a mother
at the school of understanding
And raised, by a sister
Who taught me I could be standing
At the age of seven
I fell in love with Blackie
And nothing could come in my way

When women go smilin
I start running
When women go talkin
I start bushing
When women start asking
Why I keep on falling (Why i keep on falling)
I can't stop running away

They call me little Love Child
with a thorn in my side
You shouln't be talking to me
They call me little Love Child
with a thorn in my side
You shouln't be talking to me

Ohohohohohohbido
Ohohohohohoh

I soon turned eleven
I was lost and seperated
It was "head over heals"
that go me stimulated
Like John McEnroe, my sky kept on falling
I knew I had something to say

When women go smilin (smilin)
I start running (I start running)
When women go talkin (talkin)
I start bushing (I start blushing)
When women start asking (start asking)
Why I keep on falling (Why i keep on falling)
I can't stop running away

They call me little Love Child
with a thorn in my side
You shouln't be talking to me
They call me little Love Child
with a thorn in my side
You shouln't be talking to me

Ohohohohohohbido
Ohohohohohohbido
Ohohohohohohbido
Ohohohohohoh

They call me little Love Child
with a thorn in my side
You shouln't be talking to me
They call me little Love Child
with a thorn in my side
You shouln't be talking to me
They call me little Love Child (they call me loooove child)
with a thorn in my side
You shouln't be talking to me
They call me little Love Child (they call me loooove cild)
with a thorn in my side
You shouln't be talking to me

Ohohohohohohbido
Ohohohohohohbido
Ohohohohohohbido
Ohohohohohoh


Mirror lyrics:

Ohohohohohoh
Ohohohohohohbido
Ohohohohohohbido
Ohohohohohohbido

You shouln't be talking to me
with a thorn in my side
They call me little Love Child (they call me loooove cild)
You shouln't be talking to me
with a thorn in my side
They call me little Love Child (they call me loooove child)
You shouln't be talking to me
with a thorn in my side
They call me little Love Child
You shouln't be talking to me
with a thorn in my side
They call me little Love Child

Ohohohohohoh
Ohohohohohohbido
Ohohohohohohbido
Ohohohohohohbido

You shouln't be talking to me
with a thorn in my side
They call me little Love Child
You shouln't be talking to me
with a thorn in my side
They call me little Love Child

I can't stop running away
Why I keep on falling (Why i keep on falling)
When women start asking (start asking)
I start bushing (I start blushing)
When women go talkin (talkin)
I start running (I start running)
When women go smilin (smilin)

I knew I had something to say
Like John McEnroe, my sky kept on falling
that go me stimulated
It was "head over heals"
I was lost and seperated
I soon turned eleven

Ohohohohohoh
Ohohohohohohbido

You shouln't be talking to me
with a thorn in my side
They call me little Love Child
You shouln't be talking to me
with a thorn in my side
They call me little Love Child

I can't stop running away
Why I keep on falling (Why i keep on falling)
When women start asking
I start bushing
When women go talkin
I start running
When women go smilin

And nothing could come in my way
I fell in love with Blackie
At the age of seven
Who taught me I could be standing
And raised, by a sister
at the school of understanding
I was born, by a mother

Ohohohohohoh
Ohohohohohohbido
Ohohohohohohbido
Ohohohohohohbido


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