I met a girl, she was a frog princess.
I guess I ought to make it clear
That I saw nothing through her see-through dress
Until she whispered in my ear:

“You don’t really love me You don’t really love me
And I don’t really mind And I don’t really mind
‘Cause I don’t love anybody. ‘Cause I don’t love anybody.
That stuff is just a waste of time. is just a waste of time
Your place or mine?”

I met a girl, she was a complete mess.
I should’ve left her well alone.
But oh no, not me!
I had to see if underneath that dress
Her heart was really made of stone.

You don’t really love me love me
And I don’t really mind And I don’t really mind
‘Cause I don’t love anybody. ‘Cause I don’t love
That stuff is just a waste of time.

I met a girl, she was a frog princess
And yes I do regret it now
But how was I to know that just one kiss
Could turn my frog into a cow?

And now I’m rid of her I must confess
To thinking ‘bout what might have been
And I can visualize my frog princess
Beneath a shining guillotine.

You don’t really love me love me
And baby that is alright And baby that is alright
‘Cause I don’t love anybody. ‘Cause I don’t love anybody.
I come and go through people’s love lives. people’s love lives
Your place or mine? Your place or mine?

Your place or mine?
Baby,
Oh, baby,
Sweet baby!

You don’t really love me
And I don’t really mind.