Robot Sings (As If He Were Frank Sinatra with a Half-Boiled Egg and the Salt Shaker on a Breakfast Table) - Buffalo Daughter

My dear love

Tell me why your heart is so empty

Won’t you dear

Deny your love for me is just whimsy

My mind is puzzled

While bacon in a pan is frizzled

Since you’re so beautiful

You are my morning delight

I wake up to kiss you

I often spend a sleepless night

Just afraid of losing you

My hope has fizzled

The nightfall makes my heart drizzled

Love is so painful