Here's to those who love not wisely, Know not wisely but too well To the girl who sighs with envy, When she hears those wedding bells To the guy who'd throw a party, If he just knew who to call Here's to the losers Bless them all Here's to those who drink their dinner, When the lady doesn't show To the girl who'll wait for kisses, Underneath the mistletoe To the lonely summer lovers, When the leaves begin to fall Here's to the losers Bless them all