Valentine, Valentine,
Why do you refuse to be mine...
I send you expensive gifts
of red roses and fine wine...

I invite you to fancy restaurants,
And theatre and to the play...
You treat me with distain
And you tell me to ‘stay away’

I said ‘hi my sweetness’
When I saw you today at work...
You looked back at me and yelled
‘Stop being such a damn jerk!’

Valentine, Valentine,
Why do you refuse to be mine...
I call you on your phone
And text you all of the time...

When I peer in your windows
And watch you in bed while you read...
It is all for you, my sweet love,
that I am truly in dire need...

I follow you all around town
When you’re driving in your car...
I’d like to steal you away
And take you someplace really far...

Valentine, Valentine,
Why do you refuse to be mine...
I want to pack you in my suitcase
Tied up with my mother’s red twine...

I dream of you every night
When I’m finally able to fall asleep...
But then I awake when you start screaming
‘Leave me alone, you crazy creep!’

I tried to kiss you today
As you ran quickly down the street...
But then the police got between us
As they cuffed my hands and feet...

Now I have nothing but time
To think of us together again...
While I’m chained to my hospital bed
In this state hospital looney bin...

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