Introdução: 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 conversation 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 mis-mating 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'll love you 'til the day I die" The selfdeception that believes the lie I wish I were in love again, when love congeals, it soon reveals The faint aroma of performing seals the doublecrossing 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