It's just another Saturday night   Livin' in the 90's   With Mr. Almost, not Mr. Right   Tell me      Where is the moonlight   And champagne and roses?   God knows, it's the way love should be   Livin' in the 90's      I've got you not quite under my skin   Sorry, Mr. Porter   And when we dance beguines   Don't begin, darling      You woo me with faxes   I shelter your taxes   But is this any way to fall in love?      I go to lunch and schmooze   With your ex, tense and superficial   Two calm and cool emotional   Wrecks, brother      Significant other   I feel like your mother   Is this anyway to fall in love?      My analyst said   Girl, you better get smart   Chivalry's dead, so think with your head   And not with your heart      But somewhere deep down inside   There's a feeling that can't be denied   When push comes to shove   Tell me what about love?      Your lawyer sends me papers to sign   Isn't it romantic?   My lawyer warns me, I should decline   Tell me      Where is the moonlight   And champagne and roses   Is this anyway to fall in love?      My analyst stressed   "Lady, this could take years"   He says I'm depressed from having   Suppressed, my innermost fears      And so I pay him too much   In an effort at feeling in touch   It's all so complex   And it's all about sex      When did romance become déclassé?   Livin' in the 90's   When did we make 'I love you' passé?   Tell me      Where is the moonlight   And champagne and roses   Is this anyway to fall in love?   Is this anyway, anyway   Is this anyway to fall in love?