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