Love Affair

There was a love affair in this building
The kind of love affair
Which every respectable building must
Keep as a legend

Slowly festering through an innocent
"By the way" or "Have you heard"
He was perfect except for the fact that he was an engineer
And mothers prefer doctors and lawyers

Doo doo doo
Doo doo dooooo-du-doo-doo
Doo-doo-doo-doo-do-do-dum
Dum-dum-do-da

Yet despite this imperfection
He was clean-looking and respectable-looking
And you'll never find a mother
Who doesn't appreciate a natural man

So he grew healthy aloe vera plants by the window
Healthy teeth in his mouth
Healthy hair on his head
Oh, he grew healthy wavy brown hair on his head
The kind, the kind that babies always go for
With sticky little fingers

Doo doo doo
Doo doo dooooo-du-doo-doo
Doo-doo-doo-doo-do-do-dum
Dum-dum-do-da

Aa-dum
Aa-dum, da, da, um