Me and my baby we're just going round, Not getting on luv,not puting it down, We had the kind of sweet affair, We both felt we needed. No psychic fusion,just a steady date, No grand illusions of the romantic fates, She looked for her,I looked for me, Don't know why we conceded. CHORUS: 'Cos we were high,now we're low, Tell me why did we go, Falling in luv, Falling in luv. Under pressure from family and friends, They seem to treasure a storybook end, One look at them I realise luv is real overated. CHORUS Repeated.