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 its making a stop on April First
Chorus: And you will believe in love
All all that its 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 suave thanks to
ribbons that opened sesame
But in the stars and closer
to home in every planet