Is this what you call life Asking for trouble and longing for strife You´re chasing me the rumour´s rife. Your intention´s all too clear Calling me up and calling me dear And filling me with dread and fear. I can´t deny it´s true that love is blind If you can´t see that it´s all in the mind Just leave me be I´m not the loving kind It´s plain to see I´m not the loving kind. You know you won´t succeed In winning cocks with chicken feed The signs are there for you to read. Your efforts are effete The stakes too high for easy meat Why don´t you just admit defeat. I can´t deny it´s true that love is blind If you can´t see that it´s all in the mind Just leave me be I´m not the loving kind It´s plain to see I´m not the loving kind. Just leave me be I´m not the loving kind It´s plain to see I´m not the loving kind. I can´t deny it´s true that love is blind If you can´t see that it´s all in the mind Just leave me be I´m not the loving kind It´s plain to see I´m not the loving kind. Just leave me be I´m not the loving kind It´s plain to see I´m not the loving kind.