Young love's a wonderful thingnHe's driving to her parents and she's wearing his ringnHow many times have I seen this one before?nYoung love's never without its troublesnI'm not saying this to burst your bubblenBut just you wait 'til the first few months are overnnAll the nights I'd spentnEngineering a chance meetingnAll the nights I'd spentnWell, it's embarrassing to think what I did thennnDon't talk to me about the seven-minute itchnSeven weeks is long enough for menYou see him in pyjamas and it's all downhill from therennIn bedrooms and staffrooms across the worldnPeople are planning escapenYou don't believe me now but soon you willnnAll the nights I'd spentnEngineering a chance meetingnAll the nights I'd spentnWell, it's embarrassing to think what I did thennnI tried to show some interestnI tried to find out what he likednBut it didn't get me anywhere at allnI tried to make acquaintancenI gave up all my Friday nightsnBut it didn't get me anywhere at allnnAnd just like Winston ChurchillnForced to deliver the bad newsnNever in the field of human conflictnHave I been so unamusednNow if anybody wants menThen you know where I amnIf it's an emergency, but otherwisenI'm coping on my ownnI'm coping on my own