It's Love Again - Lyric

I was the type who would laugh at romance Called it a lot of "Chop Suey" I was finished with that sort of "Hooey." But we never learn, do we? My point of view is completely reversed, I find that I'm just as "Screwey."

It's love again, It's love again. I'll shout it from the housetops Up above again, That state of sweet inanity That borders on insanity, It's love again. I feel the urge again to merge again And melodies of love Within me surge again: So if I choose to rest my chin With passion on a violin it's love again. Love is the thing That makes a bull and heifer feel Just like an airy zephyr breeze. Love is an effervescent drink That makes a Cockney coster Think he's Viennese. It feels like Spring again I'll sing again And be just like a vine That has to cling again. So if I wax poetic, Be a little sympathetic, For it's love again.