To Do With Love

Next time I meet a girl, I won't ask her her name
Or where she's been or where she came from
The last time I found love it only brought me pain
The problems almost took me overI was washing up for mother
I was lighting pipes for papa and fetching water
And that's got nothing at all, that's got nothing at all
To do with loveNext time I meet a girl
I won't tell her my name
Or where I've been or where I came fromI'll take a hold of her
And love her just the same
No need to mention past acquaintancesI just want someone to love me
And someone to like the presents that I bought her
'Cause that's got something to do
Yes, that's got something to do
To do with loveEach girl I meet comes up wronger
And I can't take it all much longer
No, I can't, noNext time I meet a girl
I won't tell her my name
Or where I've been or where I came fromI'll take a hold of her
And love her just the same
No need to mention past acquaintancesI just want someone to love me
And someone to like the presents that I bought her
'Cause that's got something to do
Yes, that's got something to do
To do with love