Barbra Streisand - Down With Love

Down with love,
With flowers and rice and shoes,
Down with love,
The root of all midnight blues,
Down with things
That give you that well-known pain,
Take that moon,
Wrap it in cellophane.
Down with love, let's liquidate all it's friends,
Like Moon, June, roses and rainbow's ends.
Down with songs that moan about night and day.
Down with love: take it away, away.
Take it away. Take it away.
Give it back to the birds and the bees and the Viennese.
Down with eyes romantic and stupid.
Down with sighs. Down with Cupid.
Brother let's stuff that dove.
Down with love.
Down with love, liquidate all it's friends.
Like Moon, June, roses and rainbows ends.
Down with songs that moan about night and day - you are the one.
And I don't stand a chance with a ghost like you
Are the promised kiss of spring is here.
Why does my heart go dancing overhead.
On the ceiling near my bed - der go now.
Because I talk to the trees but they don't listed to me.
I tell them "You say eether, I say either, you say neether, I say neither
Eether, either, neether, neither let's call the whole thing off.
Take it away, take it away,
Give it back to the birds and the bees and the Viennese.
Down with eyes romantic and stupid.
Down with sighs, down with Cupid.
Brother let's stuff that dove.
Down, down, down I go, around and around I go.
In a spin, hating that spin that I'm in.
What it this thing, what is this thing called love?