Darling, you left my heart In pieces on the floor So tell me why shouldn't I Break some things of yours?
I'll smash your lamp, the antique chair, That stupid thing you always wear; I'll smash a vase, the radio, Those little teacups from Limoge;
Your wacky paintings on the walls; Darling — POW — I'll smash 'em all; Lover, it's just a game; Cupid can take the blame; I'll take the place apart, But don't worry — I won't smash your heart!