Poor you, I'm sorry you're not me, for you will never know what loving you can be
Poor you, you'll never know your charms
You'll never feel your warmth, you're never in your arms
When it is you I'm kissing, I pity you constantly
You don't know what you're missing, 'cause you're only kissing poor me
Poor you, you live your whole life through
And yet you'll never know the thrill of loving you