Why, won't someone get smart
Get smart, and finally start
A love of the month club it
Would be so divine, 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 life
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 life
The love of my life
