I know sometimes I lose my head But my sweetheart was very bad His skull is now my paper-weight My dear, thats a never ending date My babe is my paperweight, oh I loved him so My babe is my paperweight, but he had to go My babe is my paperweight, he had to pay for I have 100 of paperweights, so I need no more He took my hands and confessed that he loves me And imprinted my name in a cherry-tree I was as happy as I always wanna be So should I let him go? No! But he forgot to confess that he betrayed me Last week that bimbo had number of quikies I felt as outraged as I never wanna be So should I let him go? No!