Don Rickles

Down with love
 With flowers and rice and shoes
 Down with love
 The root of all midnight blues
 Down with things
 That give you that well-known pain
 Take that moon
 Wrap it in cellophane
 Down with love let's liquidate
 All it's friends
 Like moon, june, roses
 And rainbow's ends
 Down with songs
 That mourn about night and day
 Down with love
 Take it away, away
 Take it away, take it away
 Give it back to the birds
 To bees and the viennese
 Down with eyes romantic and stupid
 Down with sighs, down with cupid
 Brother let's stuff that dove
 Down with love
 Down with love
 Liquidate all it's friends
 Like moon, june, roses
 And rainbow's ends
 Down with song
 That mourns about night and day
 You are the one...
 And I don't stand a chance with a ghost like you
 Ah, the promised kiss of spring is here...
 What does my heart go dancin' overhead...
 On the ceiling near my bed...
 We go now...
 Because I talk to the trees, but they don't listen to me
 I tell them: you say either - I say i-ther
 You say neither, I say neither - I say ni-ther
 Either, i-ther
 Neither, ni-ther
 Let's call the whole thing off!
 Take it away, take it away
 Give it back to the birds
 And the bees and the viennese
 Down with eyes romantic and stupid
 Down with sighs, down with cupid
 Brother let's stuff that dove...
 Down, down, down
 I go on round and round
 I go in a spin
 Hey, in the spin, I'm in!
 What is this thing...
 What is this thing called love?