I met a girl, she was a frog princess I guess i ought to make it clear That i saw nothing through her see-through dress Until she whispered in my ear "you don't really love me and i don't really mind 'cause i don't love anybody, That stuff is just a waste of time Your place or mine?" I met a girl, she was a complete mess I should've left her well alone I had to see if underneath that dress Her heart was really made of stone I met a girl, she was a frog princess And yes i do regret it now But how was i to know that just one kiss Could turn my frog into a cow? And now i'm rid of her i must confess To thinking 'bout what might have been And i can visualise my frog princess Beneath a shining guillotine You don't really love me and i don't really mind 'cause i don't love anybody, I come and go through people's love lives Your place or mine?