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
Have you heard, he was perfect except for the fact
That he was an engineer and mothers prefer doctors and lawyers

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
He grew healthy wavy brown hair on his head
The kind, the kind
That babies always go for with sticky little fingers