From the truth, from the truth
I can nearly guarantee
I love you, I love you, I love you, I do
Make Miss Me, Mrs. You
A bag full of loot
I only make jokes to distract myself
I cannot cry
From the truth, from the truth
I only make jokes to distract myself
I love you, I love you, I love you, I do
So go on Mister
But nearly guarantee a divorce
I love you, I love you, I love you, I do
I love you, I love you, I love you, I love
Fancy, a fast car
I only make jokes to distract myself
You'll end up with the boot
From the truth, from the truth
I think that I love you
From the truth, from the truth
I think that I do
I only make jokes to distract myself
From the truth, from the truth