Sweet Sweet Little Bag

Once I bought a little bag with a cat print on,
the bag was torn yet I treasured it much;
then later she brought me a bigger bag with a cat print on,
I ask her why? She said it fit better on me;
I put the new bag on yet feel no joy,
it maybe new but I'll never taste her kiss again.

Sweet sweet little bag torn but sweet,
my my little bag gone and dead.

Once we listen to the same love song,
we sing and we jingle it all day long;
then later I dunno what goes wrong,
I ask her why? She said it will be better for us to stop;
I hymn the new love song yet feel no joy,
it maybe sad but thank GOD I'll never see her face again!

Sweet sweet little love torn but sweet,
my my little love gone and dead.

She is cruel but sweet like my little bag,
don't gimme hope if you hate my bag;
She is cruel in love but I never lie,
don't gimme hope if you wish to lie.

And so a year apart and our love gone dark,
and then one day I saw her step in with a fancy mug,
then she start to jingle her song with a bigger bag on her back,
hoping that I'll jingle along, along with that...

I smile and smile but I just can't sing,
it is not my song and I am not her DOG!
And then I start to jingle my song with the little bag on my back,
hoping that she will jingle along, along with that...

Sweet sweet little bag torn but sweet,
my my little bag gone and dead.
Sweet sweet little love torn but sweet,
my my little love gone and dead.