Oh what a shame that your pockets did bleed on st. valentines
And you sat in a chair
Thinking "boy im such a prince!"
Well, lifes a train that goes from february on
Day by day
But its making a stop on april first
And you will believe in love
And all that its supposed to be
But just until the fish start to smell
And youre 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 open sesame
But in the stars and closer to home, in every planet
It aint hard for me and dear jo jo to see
That you will believe in love
And all that its supposed to be
But just until the fish start to smell
And youre struck down by a hammer
So let it all go by
Looking at the sky
Wondering if theres clouds and stuff in hell
And you will believe in love
And all that its supposed to be
But just until the fish start to smell
And youre struck down by a hammer
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