Look at yourself
if you had a sense of humour
You would laugh
to beat the band
Look at yourself
do you still believe the rumour
That romance is simply grand
Since you took it
right on the chin
You have lost that bright
toothpaste grin
My mental state is all a-jumble
I sit around and sadly mumble
Fools rush in so 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 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