I love that girl,'cause that girl she a sweet thing 
And I love to watch her when she's lying in her backyard 
And I'd sell the whole world for just one meeting 
'cause she doesn't know anything about the feelings in my heart 
So one day when I looked outside again 
I thought this time I've got take my chance 
To walk over to her and ask if we could be friends 
Or even more if she wants on what ever that depends 
But when I tried to she just looked at me 
More annoyed than interested and surely not pleased 
She said: “What the [bad word] you want, boy, can't you see: I don't date freaks!” 

She don't love me She don't love me 
No no, she don't love me 'cause she thinks I'ma dirty freak 
No she don't love me 'cause she don't wanna be seen with me 

And then I thought: "maybe I should bring 
little present when I tried for the next time." 
So I got up and bought a little diamond ring 
And I went over to her asking: “Now that I got this ring, do you wanna be mine?” 
And she said: “Apparently you want to marry me but the way you look is kinda scarin' me 
so please go away 'cause you embarrass me. 
I don't wanna be seen with such a hairy beast. 
I beg you desperately to drop your fantasies 
'cause I can guarantee you're not the man for me. 
If you don't get that go away, boy, can't you see: 
I don't date freaks!“