A fine romance with no kissesA fine romance my friend this isWe should be like a couple of hot tomatoesBut you're cold as yesterday's mashed potatosA fine romance you won't nestleA fine romance you won't wrestleI might as well play bridge with my old maid auntsI haven't got a chanceThis is a fine romanceA fine romance with no kissesA fine romance my fried this isYou're calmer than the seals in the Arctic OceanAt least they flap their fins to express emotionA fine romance, with no clinchesA fine romance with no pinchesYou're just as hard to land as the I'll de FranceI haven't got a chanceThis is a fine romanceI don't need a moon to look, a tune from violinHere with you, I need a bookAnd tons of aspirinSocially you must remember meI seem to be the stranger on whose knee you satThis great love. the love I'm speaking ofI've got it up to hear my dear & that is thatA fine romance, my dear dutchess2 old fogies, who need crutchesTrue love should have the thrills that a healthy crime hasWe don't have half the thrills the march of time hasA fine romance my good womanMy strong aged in the woods womanYou never give the orchids I send a glance,No you like cactus plantsThis is a fine romanceYou've never mussed the crease in my blue serge pantsI just don't stand a chanceThis is a fine romance
