Here's to those who love not too wisely,
No, not wisely, but too well
To the girl who sighs with envy
When she hears that wedding bell
To the guy who'd throw a party
If he knew someone to call
Here's to the losers,
Bless them all
Here's to those who'll drink their dinners
When that lady doesn't show
To the girl who'll wait for kisses
Underneath the mistletoe
To the lovely summer lovers
When the leaves begin to fall
Here's to the losers,
Bless them all
Here's the last toast of the evening,
Here's to those who still believe
All the losers will be winners,
All the givers shall receive
Here's to trouble-free tomorrows,
May your sorrows all be small
Here's to the losers,
Bless them all