Kathy and Heathcliff sitting in a tree,
K-I-L-L-I-N-G.
First comes love, then comes hate,
Then comes death, and then comes fate.
Oh baby, romance is not a sweet thing.
It’ll give you just a little and take away everything.

Dante and Beatrice on the street.
He looks, and she looks, their gazes meet.
Poor Dante had to live his life in a whirl,
He had to go to heaven just to see his girl.
Oh baby, romance is not a sweet thing.
It’ll give you just a little and take away everything.

Napoleon he loved Josephine.
The history books say it was a pretty scene.
But Jo said “No, no, Bonopo.
Don’t you treat me like the ones befo’.”
Oh baby, romance is not a sweet thing.
It’ll give you just a little and take away everything.

Anna and Vronksy at the ball,
One mazurka and a tragic fall.
All those Russians in their private hells,
And I’m not feeling too good myself.
Oh baby, romance is not a sweet thing.
It’ll give you just a little and take away everything.