Oh what a shame that your pockets did bleed on St. Valentine’s
And you sat in a chair thinking: “Boy I’m such a Prince!”
Well life’s a train that goes from February on day by day
But it’s making a stop on April first.

And you will believe in love
And all that it’s supposed to be
But just until the fish start to smell
And you’re struck down by a hammer

Sure you were swift when the handsome Greek boys dropped by with gifts
You are s