So who needs roses
Or stuff like that
So who wants chocolates
They'd make me fat
And I can get along just fine
Without a gushing Valentine
And I'll get by, kid
With just the guy, kid
And if he calls me
And it's collect
Sir Walter Raleigh
I don't expect
And though I know I may be left
Out on a lim
So who needs roses
That didn't come from him