Here's to those who love not too wisely
No, not too 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 drink their dinners
When that lady doesn't show
To the girls who wait for kisses
Underneath that mistletoe
To the lonely summer lovers
When the leaves begin to fall
Here's to the losers
Bless them all

Hey, Tom, Dick, and Harry
Come in out of the rain
Those torches you carry
Must be drowned in champagne

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

Hey, Tom, Dick, and Harry
Come in out of the rain
Those torches you carry
Must be drowned in champagne

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
Here's to the losers
Here's to the losers
Bless them all