She was in a bad mood when I met her
She'd put me in one too if I let her
It must've been Karma
She was such a charmer
Didn't ever want to forget her
To improve her mood, to elevate her
Instead of a date, spent time with her in the elevator
I would ask 'Feeling up? Let's get down!'
Did it work? No, she moved to another town
What a nut! I once loved her, now hate her