Lyrics

TRUE ROMANTIC
copyright 2003 By Joan Martin & Arlene Mordeno

Valentine's Day is not his favorite holiday
He doesn't care for heart-shaped candies or cards
And he's not the type to write sweet poetry
?Cause he'd just sound like he's trying too hard
No, he doesn't often bring me flowers
But he knows the way straight into my heart

He's a true romantic
He shows me that his love for me's gigantic every single day
And he does it in so many different ways
Eats all the dinners that I burn
Walks the dog when it?s my turn
Rubs my shoulders at the end of the day
?Cause he's a true romantic

I guess you could say I'm pretty down-to-earth
I don't want someone whose head is in the clouds
And I don't go for pretty boys in fancy shirts
They got no idea what real love's all about
My man might be rough around the edges
But he does little things that I can't do without

He's a true romantic
He shows me that his love for me's gigantic every single day
And he does it in so many different ways
Goes to the cleaners for my clothes
Spreads the butter on my toast
Gives me peace and quiet when I need space
?Cause he's a true romantic

Dresses up when Mom?s in town
Makes me smile when I feel down
Surprises me with groceries
Touches me so tenderly

He's a true romantic
He shows me that his love for me's gigantic every single day
And he does it in so many different ways
Although he?s rugged as can be
Sits through a chick flick just for me
And when it?s hot outside, he makes me lemonade
He likes my friends, but not too much
And when our kids get old enough
Says he?ll even join the PTA
?Cause he's a true romantic
He?s a true romantic