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 ain't so graceful (Isn't so, not ain't so) I'm a hapless romantic St-t-tuttering p-poet Just call me a tragic comic 'Cause I'm in, in love with you Ahh Ahh 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) I'm a hapless romantic St-t-tuttering p-poet Just call me a tragic comic 'Cause I'm in, in love with you Ahh Ahh Nobody can know the trouble I've seen Nobody can know the trouble I've seen Nobody can know the trouble I get into When I'm with you Tragic comedy I'm a hapless romantic St-t-tuttering p-poet Just call me a tragic comic 'Cause I'm in, in love with you I'm a hapless romantic St-t-tuttering p-poet Just call me a tragic comic 'Cause I'm in, in love with you Ahh Ahh