I set the table just right
The room is dark except for candlelight
I spent hours making the sauce
Bought the wine, didn't care what it cost
It's gonna be a special date
A day to celebrate
But I think I'd go have more fun
If I was cooking for more than one

I guess Cupid's got bad aim
'cause every year's the same
Another day to feel forgotten
Another occasion to make you feel rotten

The day's a riot of pink and red
But I'm alone in my double bed
I deserve a consolation award
Anothe Valentine's Day with no reward

Shiny heart-shaped balloons
Are sentimental, tacky and crude
I don't want flowers anyway
I just want a guy who'll stay
The world rubs it in your face
When you're a failure at the chase
No prize for the second runner-up
I want to drink champangne from the winner's cup