This baby Cupid, he’s sending arrows from above
In his eyes the world is a battlefield of love
Not knowing which heart belongs to who
When the arrows go wrong, he don’t know what to do
Baby Cupid messed it up once again
Made me fall in love with this man
I wish I could send this arrow back to Cupid
I’ll send it with a note which says: Wrong one, stupid!
Or maybe I’ll send him that arrow with glasses
Maybe he’ll read it before the arrow passes
Then he can catch it himself before it goes wrong
And give them to a couple who DOES belong!
Baby cupid still have a lot to learn
But one day, It will be our turn!