Lyrics:

VERSE



Behold the way our fine feathered-friend

His virtue doth parade.

Thou knowest not, my dim witted friend,

The picture Thou hast made.

Thy vacant brow and thy tousled hair

Conceal Thy good intent.

Thou, noble upright, truthful, sincere

And slightly dopey gent,- you are...



REFRAIN:



My funny valentine,

Sweet comic valentine,

You make me smile with my heart.



You looks are laughable, unphotographable;

Yet you're my favorite work of art.



Is your figure less than Greek?

Is your mouth a little bit weak?

When you open it to speak, are you smart?



Don't change a hair for me,

Not if you care for me.

Stay little valentine stay.



Each day is valentine's day.