When with one's love, he walk on a late night street,
After a romantic meal of Bak Kut Teh with its heat.
Casting aside all those manly lusts for food,
Is easy when his crush carves deeply in his heart for good.
Then comes the day where the long isle and ever-binding ring,They live when the pianist brings the wedding sonata to a sing.
It's so sweet, don't you think?
Don't ask me, i find it gay and pink.
Decades went on without notice,And love became the last thing to be practiced.
Their cologne that smells heavenly during their previous days,
Now, brings hell full of suspicions and nights of nagging to pay.
Wanna reconsider the person in your heart?I suggest that you start to recalculate your love chart.
But, hey, don't take this personally,
I don't own any PhD in this, pfft! like obviously!
"Look at the bright side!", they always say,Can't sleep well, then go find her today!
I'm sure you can imagine what love brings and bears,
But i don't think we should go there.
(you know what i mean, haha)
forget what i said. Just be merry!
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