Oh what is there to say
Come Valentine's day?
You bring a dozen blood-red roses
She thinks, Is this how he proposes?
With a bottle of wine
You whisper, Be mine
You offer a big chocolate heart
She thinks, Well, that's a start
She loosens your tie
And heaves a deep sigh
The fire is burning, the music is on
But all you can see on her face is a yawn
Then from your pocket you pull out the ring
She shakes her head, No, I want one more thing
What does she want, come Valentine's day?
In cupid's name, what should I say?
She smiles, Bring me Home, Apart from Love
Then I'll be yours, like a hand and a glove
And you say, Give me A Favorite Son
Now let's blow off the candles, one by one
The flame goes out, all Twisted in smoke
Time to come in and take off your cloak
The flame goes out, all Twisted in smoke
Time to come in and take off your cloak
What more is there to say
Come Valentine's day?
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