He's a loving kind of boy

He's a loving kind of boy
But when you box off his heart
And put him to the test
He will snap and
You will find him in the bath
As he tries to leave all his worries in the water and drown all his woes

She's a loving kind of girl
But when you put her to work
No fun can she enjoy
She's a flower
Like a flower in the dark
She is wilting, pour on some water and the weekend is bound to arrive

He's a loving kind of guy
He's dedicated his mate
His choice, he is in love
But temptation
Always pulls the other way
As he waits, his dream fresh inside his head his baby is sleeping below

He's a loving kind of guy
He goes to church every day
He's trying to forget
Every day he
Chips away a little rock on his shoulder
Love is a sculptor and it makes him a shoulder again