| When a girl has the heart of a mother | 
| It must go to someone of course | 
| It can’t be sister or brother | 
| And so I love my horse | 
| But horses are frequently silly | 
| Mine ran from the beach of Okhala | 
| And left me alone for a filly | 
| So I have picked you up | 
| I’m a sentimental sap, that’s all | 
| What’s the use of trying not to fall? | 
| I have no will, you’ve made your kill | 
| Cause you took advantage of me | 
| I’m just like an apple on a bough | 
| And you’re gonna shake me down somehow | 
| So, what’s the use, you’ve cooked my goose | 
| Cause you took advantage of me | 
| I’m so hot and bothered that | 
| I don’t know my elbow from my ear | 
| I suffer something awful each time | 
| You go and much worse when you’re near | 
| Here I am with all mys burned | 
| Just a babe in arms where you’re concerned | 
| So lock the doors and call me yours | 
| Cause you took advantage of me | 
| I’m a sentimental sap, that’s all | 
| What’s the use of trying not to fall? | 
| I have no will, you’ve made your kill | 
| Cause you took advantage of me | 
| I’m just like an apple on a bough | 
| And you’re gonna shake me down somehow | 
| So, what’s the use, you’ve cooked my goose | 
| Cause you took advantage of me | 
| I’m so hot and bothered that | 
| I don’t know my elbow from my ear | 
| I suffer something awful each time | 
| You go and much worse when you’re near | 
| Here I am with all mys burned | 
| Just a babe in arms where you’re concerned | 
| So lock the doors and call me yours | 
| Cause you took advantage of me | 
| You took advantage of me |