Look at yourself
If you had a sense of humor
You would laugh
to beat the band
Look at yourself
Do you still believe the rumor
that romance is simply grand
Since you took it
on the chin
You have lost
that toothpaste grin
My mental state
is all a jumble
I sit around
and sadly mumble
Fools rush in
So here am I
Very glad to be unhappy
I can't win
But here am I
More than glad
to be unhappy
Unrequited love's a bore
And I've got it pretty bad
But for someone you adore
It's a pleasure to be sad
Like a straying baby lamb
with no mammy and no pappy
I'm so unhappy
But oh so glad
Unrequited love's a bore
And I've got it pretty bad
But for someone you adore
It's a pleasure to be sad
Like a straying baby lamb
with no mammy and no pappy
I'm so unhappy
But oh so glad