"Feelings. .... wo-o-o feelings"

Michael and I have a good friend who hosts an annual beach trip--guys only--at his family's house in "L.A.," e.g., Lower Alabama. One day this friend's wife said, "What do y'all DO all day?" and our friend said, "We sit around and talk about our feelings." To which his wife said, "Ewww, what a revolting thought."
On that note, this article struck my fancy.
Plus it's almost Valentine's Day, so folks like Hallmark make it easy to express our sentiments for us, if we are sentiment-challenged.
And now for the lyrics to that really sappy, maudlin hit from 1975 by Morris Albert, which--be warned--may get stuck in your head like it is in mine:

Feelings, nothing more than feelings, 
trying to forget my feelings of love. 
Teardrops rolling down on my face, 
trying to forget my feelings of love.
Feelings, for all my life I'll feel it. 
I wish I've never met you, girl; you'll never come again.
Feelings, wo-o-o feelings, 
wo-o-o, feel you again in my arms.
Feelings, feelings like I've never lost you 
and feelings like I've never have you again in my heart.
Feelings, for all my life I'll feel it. 
I wish I've never met you, girl; you'll never come again.
Feelings, feelings like I've never lost you 
and feelings like I've never have you again in my life.
Feelings, wo-o-o feelings, 
wo-o-o, feelings again in my arms. 
Feelings...(repeat & fade)