The Frog Princess

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 and I don't really mind

'cause I don't love anybody, that stuff 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

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 and baby that it alright

'cause I don't love anybody,

I come and go through people's love lives

Your place or mine ?