No Cupid

Keep it simple Cupid,
My heart is kinda stupid,
I keep paying for your mistakes,
I don't know why I do it.

Let me get that home-run,
Make the winning touch-down,
Do a lap with the checkered flag,
Cupid, "Close don't count!"
When it comes to me,
You got a history,
Of being off the mark,
And Robin Hood,
That's not so good,
When you're aiming for the heart.

Keep it straight and narrow,
When you release that arrow,
Aim for love,
Get me a dove,
Not a hawk with an eye for sparrows.

Let me get that home-run,
Make the winning touch-down,
Do a lap with the checkered flag,
Cupid, "Close don't count!"
When it comes to me,
You got a history,
Of being off the mark,
And Robin Hood,
That's not so good,
When you're aiming for the heart.
Keep me right on time,
Arriving at Cloud Nine,
Not too soon or late for my soul-mate,
To find this heart of mine.

Let me get that home-run,
Make the winning touch-down,
Do a lap with the checkered flag,
Cupid, "Close don't count!"
When it comes to me,
You got a history,
Of being off the mark,
And Robin Hood,
That's not so good,
When you're aiming for the heart.

© Becky Baillargeon 2010