I must admit I find it funny   But I might have known she’d find it dumb   The air hostess and the blow-up dummy   I’m in stitches and she’s twiddling her thumbs   She hasn’t laughed once      She thinks there’s something wrong with my sense of humour   And I think there’s something wrong with hers   Once upon a time she was easily amused   But now I think that joke might be getting worse   It was funny at first      I’m overjoyed when she understands   I could make her chuckle if she gave me half a chance   But the most she ever gives me is a second glance   She never gets a kick out of my punchlines      I saw her smiling during Gilligan’s Island   I suspect sarcastically   Despite myself, I’m beside myself   My sides are splitting but so is she   She’s laughing at me      I’m overjoyed when she understands   I could make her chuckle if she gave me half a chance   But the most she ever gives me is a second glance   She only ever gets a kick out of my punchlines   Sometimes      Give me half a chance....