The sleepless nights, the daily fights, The quick toboggan when you reach the heights, I miss the kisses, and I miss the bites, I wish I were in love again. The broken dates, the endless waits, The lovely loving, and the hateful hates, The conversations with the flying plates, I wish I were in love again. No more pain, no more strain, Now I'm sane, but I would rather be punch-drunk. The pulled out fur of cat and cur, The fine mismating of a him and her, I've learned my lesson, but I wish I were In love again. The furtive sigh, the blackened eye, The words: "I love you, 'til the day I die”, The self deception that believes the lie, I wish I were in love again. When love congeals it soon reveals, The faint aroma of performing seals, The double-crossing of a pair of heels, I wish I were in love again. No, no more care, no, no despair, Now I'm all there (now), but I'd rather be punch-drunk. Believe me sir, I much prefer, The classic battle of a him and her, I don't like quiet, and I wish I were, In love again, in love again, in love again