I love you, idiot
Four times an idiot
You didn't understand a thing
You never notice anything but the obvious--
the much too pretty appearances
You look like an idiot
When we are
At the end of the night
Who can know, who can foretell
What melancholy is
You're just an idiot
Ask me, at least, about
My opinion
Young women need romance
And sometimes insomnia
Do you know, idiot,
That I love you even
Beyond ennui
For love there are no medical prescriptions
And no midnight S.O.S
I love you, idiot
Four times an idiot
You didn't understand a thing
You never notice anything but the obvious--
The much too pretty appearances
Idiot girl and idiot guy
We are made ---
At least for life
Don't trouble yourself over shades of meaning
Go like this, go like that