Love And Romance Game by Michael Cohen Songbook from Pergola Italy

“love and romance game” is a funny patter song in the tradition of gilbert & sullivan. recorded by lip service.

bobbi vollendorff: vocals
liz sumner: vocals
michael cohen: guitar, music, lyrics,
glenn austin: bass, vocals

1) once i was the victim of the widely approved dictum
that the heart should rule the mind
love is caring, love is giving, love is sharing and forgiving
never mind that love is blind
but after taking chances on innumerable romances
that have ended up the same
no more sobbing no more pining, i am finally resigning
from the love and romance game

2) now i won't be jealous when i see those handsome fellas
picking up on other dames
i won't fly into a tizzy when i see some dumb and dizzy blonde
who's got no sense of shame
cuddle up and almost lie on the same guy i've got my eye on
then proceed to kiss and sigh [sigh]
now that's the very sort of scene that makes someone's aorta
seem to shrivel up and die

3) now i won't be troubled by those men who are the double
of those men who trouble me
for i've always been attracted to the guys who've always acted
like the guys i shouldn't see
i suppose it's self-defeating to be endlessly repeating
my behavior, that's common sense
their resemblance to my father really wasn't worth the bother
it was just coincidence

4) now i won't be anxious, feeling like my heart just sank
just like it did those other times
as i nervously awaited, all made up with breath so bated
for the sound of front door chimes
was he fashionably late, or did he have another date
or did he crash on his way here
i'd never really know what made him never really show
but then he never really did appear

5) now i won't be taking pills for sleeping, pills for waking
pills to get me through the day
now i won't rely on cigarettes and getting high on
every drug that comes my way
i won't have to be resorting to the popping, shooting, snorting
to obliterate the past
running in a vicious circle hoping vainly the next jerk'll
work out better than the last

though she's vowing out she's bowing
from relationships, we know
she'd be glad if some sugar-daddy
tempted her with lot's of dough

when she was young, they fed her with the notion
that love was magical as any potion
but now, alas, she's learned to her chagrin
life's not a book from harlequin