Album: Hit Maker
My fine feathered friend with your cute little pranks,
I would like to express my thanks,
I trusted you implicitly,
but what a double-crosser you turned out to be
Stupid Cupid you're a real mean guy,
I'd like to clip your wings so you can't fly,
I'm in love and it's a crying shame,
and I know that you're the one to blame
Hey hey, set me free
Stupid Cupid stop picking on me
I can't do my homework and I can't think straight,
I meet her every morning 'bout half past eight,
I'm acting like a lovesick fool,
you've even got me carrying your books to school
Hey hey, set me free
Stupid Cupid stop picking on me
You messed me up for good right from the very start,
hey now, go play Robin Hood with somebody else's heart
You got me jumping like a crazy clown,
and I don't feature what you're putting down,
well since I kissed her loving lips of wine,
the thing that bothers me is that I like it fine
Hey hey, set me free
Stupid Cupid stop picking on me