Flowers, I sent Were found dead on their arrival The words, I said Inserted foot in my mouthful So when, we dance My lead it ain't so graceful (Isn't so, not ain't so)
I'm a hapless romantic St-t-tuttering p-poet Just call me a tragic comic 'Cause I'm, in, in love with you
And when, we dine I forget to push in your seat I wear, the wine Spilling hearts all over my sleeve A stitch, in time Proposing down on my knees (Splitting between the seams)
I'm a hapless romantic St-t-tuttering p-poet Just call me a tragic comic 'Cause I'm, in, in love with you
Nobody, can know the Trouble I've seen Nobody, can know the Trouble I've seen Nobody, can know the Trouble I, get into When I'm with you Tragic comedy
I'm a hapless romantic St-t-tuttering p-poet Just call me a tragic comic 'Cause I'm, in, in love with you
