David Batteau - Discipline Of Love lyrics

You naughty girl So sharp and dry Don't fill yourself with foolish pride You wanted me to notice you But when I came You cut me Why did you do it? Why did you go and spoil the fun? Why did you do it? You need the discipline of love Some discipline You wild child How sweet you smile Your crystal ball It's broken Why did you do it? Why did you go and spoil the fun? Why did you do it? You need the discipline of love Some discipline Take notice now My turn to talk The gate of love It's narrow