And when things are going crazy I'll be your shelter, baby Keep you warm and Keep you from the rain- hey, hey There is a place up the street It's a funky little place we can meet It's my house built for love From the kitchen to the basement, wall to wall

Is your figure less than Greek? Is your mouth a little weak? When you open it to speak, don't change a hair for me Not if you care for me Stay little valentine My funny valentine Sweet, comic valentine

Is on their feet Get a little crazy and forget what happens later We made it through the week Now we're headed to the street It's Monday and I hear you when you said that you hate that day Me too but there's nothing much about we can do

Is on their feet Get a little crazy and forget what happens later We made it through the week Now we're headed to the street It's Monday and I hear you when you said that you hate that day Me too but there's nothing much about we can do

Tell me what's it gonna hurt To have a little drink after work? We made it to the middle of the week And I'm thinking that I'm probably gonna need To get to know you casually Just having fun, two for one Watch a good time get a little better Ain't no

And I still miss someone At my door the leaves are falling A cold wild wind has come Sweethearts walk by together I go out on a party And look for a little fun But I find a darkened corner because I still miss someone Oh, no I never got over those blues

But don't change your hair for me Not if you care for me Stay little valentine stay My Funny Valentine Sweet comic valentine You make me smile with my heart Your looks are laughable unphotographable yet your my favorite work of art

You are on the road Can I get a little lovin' from you Can I get a little bit of that done did do Tell me now girl that you need me too Tell me now girl cause I've got a feeling for you There are no monks in my band There are no saints in this land I'll

Is on their feet Get a little crazy and forget what happens later We made it through the week Now we're headed to the street It's Monday and I hear you when you said that you hate that day Me too but there's nothing much about we can do

With the first light and the little fragile moon I was out on the porch now I'm ready for doom And it's funny how it all came to be The way you so plainly chose to stare at me And the afternoon embraces you like a million worried hands And I want to look