The Frog Princess

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—but oh no, not me! 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?