That is the title of the delightful song that first appeared in Swing Time, a delightful Astair/Rogers musical. Here are the lyrics:

A fine romance, with no kisses
A fine romance, my friend this is
We should be like a couple of hot tomatoes
But you’re as cold as yesterdays mashed potatoes
A fine romance, you won’t nestle
A fine romance, you won’t wrestle
I might as well play bridge
With my old maid aunt
I haven’t got a chance
This is a fine romance

A fine romance, my good fellow
You take romance, Ill take Jello
You’re calmer than the seals
In the Arctic Ocean
At least they flap their fins
To express emotion
A fine romance with no quarrels,
With no insults and all morals
I’ve never mussed the crease
In your blue serge pants
I never get the chance
This is a fine romance

If you can, listen to Billie Holiday sing this. It, too, is delightful, especially when she sings the line, “I’ve never mussed the crease in your blue serge pants–I never get the chance.

This is a fine romance! Fine, I tell you!