I might have offended you,
I might have critisized you even though I don’t know you.
You can be that ordinary boy I loved,
You can be that little spies the government had planted around me.
I looked down and up into you,
I wish you loved me a bit.
You said I’m taking advantages off your privileged background,
You said I need to have my own identity,
You wanna fire me so that I can find a better home man. No way.
You have rich oil,
I have money,
Let’s marry and make more oil out of money.