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