W. Braun-Snider St. Cecilia, she been good to me She always help me find the melody And old St. Francis, man, he's the best He help me get some things off my chest. But I never liked St. Valentine I never liked St. Valentine No, I never liked St. Valentine He's breaking hearts all over town. St. Patrick, he had his own day too Except on his day you can go get drunk and nobody will get mad at you You don't have to be Irish, you don't even have to know what it's all about 'Cause you can spend the night alone and you won't feel left out. But I never liked St. Valentine I never liked St. Valentine No, I never liked St. Valentine. You know if you perform two perfect miracles, you're still just a regular guy Perform one more and you're a saint. Well, I don't even think St. Christopher is a saint anymore And jolly o'l St. Nick look it up, he used to run around with whores Some saints ain't that saintly and that's fine At least they don't come around once a year to remind me that I don't have a valentine. I don't have a valentine I don't have a valentine You know I never liked St. Valentine I never liked St. Valentine He's breaking hearts all over town.