Love Of The Month Club

Why, won’t someone get smart
Get smart, and finally start
A love of the month club it,
Would be so devine, that I, would joyfully sign.
With the love of the month club
If the mailman brings another, book, I’ll scream.
I want to open the door, the first of the month
And find a living dream just sent for me.
To hug and to kiss
One tall, dark handsome package of bliss.
From the love of the month club
And if he’s the right one, someday I’ll be his wife
And I won’t need, no love of the month,
'Cause I’ll have, the love of my live.
I want a boy, to hug and to kiss
One tall, dark handsome package of bliss.
From the love of the month club
And if he’s the right one, someday I’ll be his wife
And I won’t need, no love of the month,
'Cause I’ll have, the love of my live.
The love of my life