Just Feb. 14th

I watched Elmer Fudd take an arrow in the chest
At the first woodland creature he saw he confessed
That his hunger for love had finally been fed
As pink and red hearts danced 'round his head
Round his head

He skipped like a child and began to float
Then turned to thank cupid for his arrow and bow
Blinded by thoughts of kisses and hugs
Or the frying pan that cured him, compliments of Bugs
Of Bugs
Of Bugs

Tonight's special segment on the 10 o'clock news
Hints for defeating the valentine blues
And color coordinate tonight's date with flowers
Rose or carnation at the top of the hour

Yo yo yo yo
Here we go
Here we go
Here we go

Passing pink sweet nothings on misshapen hearts
For the holiday created by your friends at Hallmark
Billboard emblazoned with fluorescent light
"Will you marry me Karen? I'll see you tonight"
Tonight

12 dozen roses for expendable thrills
She's left you and you can't pay the bills
Getting hit by cupid's arrow was supposed to be fun
If he shoots me again I'll shoot back with a gun
With a gun
A gun