It's just another Saturday night

livin' in the 90's

with Mr. Almost, not Mr. Right

tell me...

where is the moonlight and

champagne and roses

god knows it's the way love should be...

livin' in the 90's



I've got you not quite under my skin

sorry, Mr. Porter

and when we dance beguines

don't begin darling,

you woo me with faxes,

I shelter your taxes but

is this any way to fall in love?



I go to lunch and schmooze with your ex

tense and superficial

two calm and cool emotional

wrecks brother...

significant other, I feel like your mother and

is this anyway to fall in love?



My analyst said

girl you better get smart

chivalry's dead, so think with your head

and not with your heart

but somewhere deep down inside

there's a feeling that can't be denied

when push comes to shove

tell me what about love?

Your lawyer sends me papers to sign

isn't it romantic?

my lawyer warns me I should decline

tell me...

where is the moonlight and

champagne and roses

is this anyway to fall in love?



My analyst stressed

"lady, this could take years"

he says I'm depressed from having

suppressed

my innermost fears

and so I pay him too much

in an effort at feeling in touch

it's all so complex

and it's all about sex?!



When did romance become dclass?

livin' in the 90's

when did we make "I love you" pass?

tell me...

where is the moonlight and champagne and

roses, dear,

is this anyway to fall in love?