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 date, 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 ga-ga!
The pulled out fur of cat and cur,
The fine mismating of a him and her,
I've learned my lesson,
But I wishe I were in love again!
The furtive sigh, the blackened eye,
The words, 'I'll love you till the day I die',
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 heels
I wish I were I love again!
No more care, no despair.
I'm all there now, but I'd rather be punch-drunk!
Believe me, sir, I much prefer
The classic battle of a him and her,
I don't like quiet and
I wishe I were in love again!
LORENZ HART (1895-1943)
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