Stupid, Cupid Songtext
von Wanda Jackson
Stupid, Cupid Songtext
Stupid cupid, you're a real mean guy
I'd like to clip your wings so you can't fly
I'm in love, and it's a crying shame
And I know that you're the one to blame
Hey, hey, set me free
Stupid cupid, stop pickin' on me
I can't do my homework, and I can't see straight
I meet him every morning 'bout a half-past eight
I'm acting like a lovesick fool
You even got me carrying his books to school
Hey, hey, set me free
Stupid cupid, stop pickin' on me
You mixed me up but good
Right from the very start
Hey, go play Robin Hood
With somebody else's heart
You've got me jumping like a crazy clown
And I don't feature what you're putting down
Since I kissed his lovin' lips of wine
The thing that bothers me is that I like it fine
Hey, hey, set me free
Stupid cupid, stop pickin' on me
You mixed me up, but good
Right from the very start
Hey, go play Robin Hood
With somebody else's heart
You've got me jumping like a crazy clown
And I don't feature what you're putting down
Since I kissed his lovin' lips of wine
The thing that bothers me is that I like it fine
Hey, hey, set me free
Stupid cupid, stop pickin' on me
I'd like to clip your wings so you can't fly
I'm in love, and it's a crying shame
And I know that you're the one to blame
Hey, hey, set me free
Stupid cupid, stop pickin' on me
I can't do my homework, and I can't see straight
I meet him every morning 'bout a half-past eight
I'm acting like a lovesick fool
You even got me carrying his books to school
Hey, hey, set me free
Stupid cupid, stop pickin' on me
You mixed me up but good
Right from the very start
Hey, go play Robin Hood
With somebody else's heart
You've got me jumping like a crazy clown
And I don't feature what you're putting down
Since I kissed his lovin' lips of wine
The thing that bothers me is that I like it fine
Hey, hey, set me free
Stupid cupid, stop pickin' on me
You mixed me up, but good
Right from the very start
Hey, go play Robin Hood
With somebody else's heart
You've got me jumping like a crazy clown
And I don't feature what you're putting down
Since I kissed his lovin' lips of wine
The thing that bothers me is that I like it fine
Hey, hey, set me free
Stupid cupid, stop pickin' on me
Writer(s): Neil Sedaka, Howard Greenfield Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com