I thought that love was a cure all.
I was so sure all
My worries would disappear
Once romance was here.
But the honeymoon
Was over too soon,
And the butterfly roamin'
In my abdomen
Is back in its cocoon.We were oh, so devout,
Now we snarl and we shout,
For love's a pill
You can't refill
Once it has run out.
What used to be an upper is now a downer.I could feel really high
On Nesselrode pie,
But now I get
More sober yet
On two pints of rye.
What is now a downer was once an upper.You can bet your bottom dollar
When the devil's gone from the flesh,
You tumble straight out of Valhalla
To a place that feels like Bangaladesh.When politeness has gone
You'll find thereupon
A rivalry
To who will be
The first in the john.
Sometimes I'd just like to crown 'er,
What used to be an upper is now a downer.Oh, you should have seen us!
Where I'd go, she'd follow.
I would call her "Venus."
She'd call me, "Apollo."
Then we had some spats, so
Love went downhill quick.
Now I'm known as "Fatso",
And she is "Moby Dick".Once the guests you'd invite
Would never take flight,
But now you pray
That they will stay
At least overnight.
What used to be an upper is now a downer.Though you used to desire
That talks not expire,
It's now a strain
To just explain
The house is on fire.
What is now a downer was once an upper.When you both become defiant
And you find that neither will melt,
You go from feeling like a giant
To a pygmy in the African veldt.Although once love was gay
And different each day,
It's now a chore
To try to score
The orthodox way.
Sometimes I think I may drown 'er---
What used to be an upper is now a downer,
And going downer, too!