Careless love

Love oh love oh careless love 
you fly right to my head like wine 
you've recked the life of many a gal 
and you nearly recked the life of mine. 

If I was a little bird 
I would fly from tree to tree 
I'd build my nest up in the air 
where the bad boys couldn't bother me. 

Now I wear my apron high 
now I wear my apron high 
now I wear my apron high 
and he never never passes by.