In a toystoreon a Sundaywith a dollar forty nineI need somethingjust a dumb thingfor my brand newValentine.Oh my darling.Oh my darling.Oh my darlingValentine.I'm uneasy,kind of queasy,but you're still myValentine.Yes, it happenedin the classroomwhen you said"Will you be mine?"I was muddledand befuddled,so I answered,"Yeah, that's fine."Then you called mein the lunchroom.You had saved aplace in line.And I knew thatit was true thatI was now yourValentine.I went shoppingfor a presentand I saw thisblinking sign:"Here's a pleasantlittle presentfor a brand newValentine."So I bought itand I brought itin my backpackright at nine.Do you like it?It's a spy kitwith a flashlightyou can shine.I could tell youdidn't like itwhen you said Iwas a swine.How exciting!I'm delighting.I have no moreValentine.Till anotherperson stopped meand they asked"Will you be mine?"This is crushing.Oh, I'm blushing.I've anotherValentine.