(The Ass Ponys)      The storm was blowing from the South   The blood was running from your mouth   Glass was shattered on the floor   A hundred pieces maybe more   I remember you were crying   Just befoere you sent it flying   Silent sounding pounding on my floor      You may not believe me, baby, when I tell you that I am Mr. Superlove   You may not believe me, baby, when I tell you that I am Mr. Superlove   Falling out (falling out)   Falling out (falling out)   Falling out (falling out)   We had a falling-out      Clothes were lying on the chair   Your face was hidden by your hair   All that I could think of then was   What it must have felt like when you   Were lying naked headlong down the stairs      You may not believe me, baby, when I tell you that I am Mr. Superlove   You may not believe me, baby, when I tell you that I am Mr. Superlove   You may not believe me, baby, when I tell you that I am Mr. Superlove   You may not believe me, baby, when I tell you that I am Mr. Superlove   Falling out (falling out)   Falling out (falling out)   Falling out (falling out)   We had a falling-out