Tragic Comic

Flowers, I sent,
Were found dead on their arrival
The words, I said,
Inserted foot in my mouthful
So when, we dance,
My lead it aint so graceful
(isnt so, not aint so)
Im a hapless romantic
St-t-tuttering p-poet
Just call me a tragic comic
Cause im, in, in love with you
And when, we dine,
I forget to push in your seat
I wear, the wine,
Spilling hearts all over my sleeve
A stitch, in time,
Proposing down on my knees
(splitting between the seams)
Im a hapless romantic
St-t-tuttering p-poet
Just call me a tragic comic
Cause im, in, in love with you
Nobody, can know the,
Trouble ive, seen
Nobody, can know the,
Trouble i, get into,
When Im with you

song performed by by Extreme
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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