We danced and romanced.
Into her eyes i passionately looked.
With her beauty I was hooked.
We sipped on champagne.
Her name Jane.
Her skin soft like cotton wool.
Over her I did childishly drool.
She smiled, oh what a smile.
This lady had high class style.
We delicately chewed on caviar.
Above our heads sparkled a lone star.
We danced again.
I whispered in her ear, I love you Jane.
She shouted in my ear, I don\'t love you.
We sat down.
On my face now a frown.
Its your money I love, on my caviar i now did roughly chew.
She called me a dirty old fart.
That hurt my heart.
She left the table.
I sat on, to walk I was not able.
The waitress called a taxi and i eventually went home.
Home is where the heart is.
Jane is where a rich man lives.