Well, we're not the Cure and we're not the Smiths,
And we're not the Mode, but we'll sing you this--
Uh huh, Happy Valentine's Day

Girl, we think you're really swell
We dig you, you're our tinkerbell
Every song has its season
Every rhyme has its reason--
If you don't like this
You can go to...
Well, I don't know

Can I hold you now or just hold your hand?
Most girls would faint to get a song from this band
Uh huh, Happy Valentine’s Day

Well, you can stand me up or just call it friends
But that’s all right, I’ll get you in the end
Uh huh, Happy Valentine’s Day

February 1988