Rule No. 1
Kiss …
Smile …
Dance …
The movie was boring — it was (a) clichГ©
The plot was confusing — nothing to say
The acting was plastic — the ending absurd
And three hours later
We left with a feeling that nothing had ever occurred
You could frown over wasting time like that
But if you smile you’re less prone to a heart attack
Oh, if you kiss you might get some kisses back
Rule no. 1: Never paint a blue sky black
Despite my alarm clock going off late
And rush hour madness I got to my gate
All the arrangements and plans I had made
Went up in smoke
As I learned that the crew went on strike
And my flight was delayed
You could scream over wasting time like that
But if you smile you’re less prone to a heart attack
Oh if you kiss you might get some kisses back
Rule no. 1: Never paint a blue sky black
He showed up at seven — a rose in his hand
A whole hour early — pretty good for a man
The first awkward moments dragged on and on
Now plenty years later
The movies still suck but we don’t give a fuck anymore
(‘Cause) if you kiss you might get some kisses back
If you smile you’re less prone to a heart attack
Oh if you dance — you might find those moves you lack
Rule no. 1: Never paint blue sky black
Never paint a blue sky black Oh if you kiss
Oh if you smile
Oh if you dance Oh kiss, smile — kiss, smile and dance …