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 ajumble
I sit around and
Sadly mumble
Fools rush in
And here I am
Very glad to be
Unhappy
I can't win
But here I am
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 stray
Baby lamb
With no mammy
And no pappy
I'm so unhappy
But oh
So glad