Songtext
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
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 déclassé?
Livin' in the 90's
When did we make 'I love you' passé?
Tell me
Where is the moonlight
And champagne and roses
Is this anyway to fall in love?
Is this anyway, anyway
Is this anyway to fall in love?
