A fine romance with no kisses

A fine romance, my friend, this is

We should be like a couple of hot tomatoes (to-mah-toes, dear)

But you're as cold as yesterday's mashed po-tah-toes (potatoes)



A fine romance, you won't nestle

A fine romance, you won't even wrestle

You've never mussed the crease in my blue serge pants

You never take a chance, this is a fine romance



A fine romance, my good fellow

You take romance, I'll take Jello

You're calmer than the seals in the Arctic Ocean

At least they flap their fins to express emotion



A fine romance, my dear Duchess

Two old fogies, we really need crutches

You're just as hard to land as the Ile de France! (Fronce)

I haven't got a chonce (chance), this is a fine romance



A fine romance, my good woman

My strong, aged-in-the-wood woman

You never give those orchids I send a glance

They're just like cactus plants, (oh boy)

This is a fine romance