I can't tell a lie

I could say that you're homely
Just as homely as pie
But this is Washington's Birthday
And I've got to say you're beautiful
'Cause I can't tell a lie

I could say that you're stupid
Nothing up in your crown
But this is Washington's Birthday
And the truthful he
Of the cherry tree
Would look down on me
And frown

I could say that I hate you if I try
But I've got to say I love you
'Cause it's February the twenty-second
And I can't tell a lie