Here's a song of love, suitable for St. V's Day.

DON'T TALK TO ME OF LOVE -- Malvina Reynolds

Don't talk to me of love anymore,
Don't talk to me of love,
Beau Brummel dandy, pink sugar candy,
Moonlight and fluff and gossamer stuff;
Don't talk of heartache, make mine a beefsteak,
Don't talk to me of love.

Blow a bubble, fly a kite,
Dance a rhumba, see a fight,
I'm traveling light tonight, babe,
Don't talk to me of love.

Don't talk to me of love anymore,
Don't talk to me of love,
Beau Brummel dandy, pink sugar candy,
Cupids and lace all over the place;
Why should my tears fall, for just one meatball,
Don't talk to me of love.

Love, it's so wonderful,
It gives you wings for soaring,
Gleams of stardust in your eyes,
Violins and scented sighs,
But in the long run,
Even paradise can be a little boring,

Don't talk to me of love anymore,
Don't talk to me of love,
I'm much too busy for that kind of dizzy stuff,
Don't talk to me of love.

Cheers, S. in Seattle