Introdução: Look at yourself if you had a sense of humor You would laugh to beat the band Look at yourself do you still believe the rumor That romance is simply grand Since you took it right on the chin You have lost that bright tooth paste grin My mental state is all a jumble I sit around and sadly mumble Fools rush in so here I am Very glad to be unhappy I can’t win so here I am More than glad to be unhappy Unrequited love’s a bore And I’ve got it pretty bad But for someone you adore It’s a pleasure to be sad Like a straying baby lamb With no mammy and no pappy I’m so unhappy but oh so glad Fools rush in so here I am Very glad to be unhappy I can’t win so here I am More than glad to be unhappy Unrequited love’s a bore And I’ve got it pretty bad But for someone you adore It’s a pleasure to be sad Like a straying baby lamb With no mammy and no pappy I’m so unhappy but oh so glad