The sleepless nights, the daily fights,

The quick toboggan when you reach the heights,

I miss the kisses, and I miss the bites,

I wish I were in love again.



The broken dates, the endless waits,

The lovely loving, and the hateful hates,

The conversations with the flying plates,

I wish I were in love again.



No more pain, no more strain,

Now I'm sane, but I would rather be punch-drunk.



The pulled out fur of cat and cur,

The fine mismating of a him and her,

I've learned my lesson, but I wish I were

In love again.



The furtive sigh, the blackened eye,

The words: "I love you, 'til the day I die”,

The self deception that believes the lie,

I wish I were in love again.



When love congeals it soon reveals,

The faint aroma of performing seals,

The double-crossing of a pair of heels,

I wish I were in love again.



No, no more care, no, no despair,

Now I'm all there (now), but I'd rather be punch-drunk.



Believe me sir, I much prefer,

The classic battle of a him and her,

I don't like quiet, and I wish I were,

In love again, in love again, in love again