The Little Blue Man

One morning while I was out shopping,

though you'll find it hard to believe,

a little blue man came out of the crowd

and timidly tugged at my sleeve.

I wuv you, I wuv you, said the little blue man,

I wuv you, I wuv you to bits,

I wuv you, he loved me, said the little blue man, and scared me out of my wits.

I hurried back to my apartment,

I rushed in and I closed the door,

but there on my desk stood the little blue man,

who started to tell me once more.

Chorus... I wuv you For weeks after that I was haunted, though no one could see him but me,

right by my side was the little blue man,

wherever I happened to be.

I wuv you

One evening in wild desperation,

I rushed to a rooftop in town

and over the side pushed the little blue man,

who sang to me on the way down,

I wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuvvvvv yoooooooooo.

I whispered thank goodness that's over, I smiled as I hurried outside,

but there on the street stood the little blue man,

who said, with a tear in his eye,

"I don't wuv you any more."