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 conversation – 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 punched – 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 day” 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 heals 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 puncdrunk 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