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I like your brother, and I like your mother |
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I like you, and you like me too |
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We'll get a preacher, and we'll buy a ring |
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And we'll hire a band, with an accordion |
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A violin, and a tenor who can sing |
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You and me, you and me, you and me |
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You and me, you and me, babe |
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You and me, you and me, you and me |
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You and me, you and me, babe |
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We'll have a so-on, we'll get him a sister |
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Can count all the times, her daddy's gonna kiss her |
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He'll drink his baby blue, from a big bra-ass cup |
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Someday he maybe president, if things loosen you-up |
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You and me, you and me, you and me |
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You and me, you and me, babe |
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You and me, you and me, you and me |
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You and me, you and me, babe |
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You'll take the train into the city every mornin' |
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Now you maybe plain but I think you're pretty in the morning |
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Some nights we'll go out dancin' if I am not too tired |
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Some nights we'll sit romancin', watchin' the late show by the fire |
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When our kids are grown with kids of their own |
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They'll send us away, to a little home in Florida |
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And we'll play checkers a-all day |
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Until we pass away |
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You and me, you and me, you and me |
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You and me, you and me, babe |
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You and me, you and me, you and me |
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You and me, you and me, babe |
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You and me, you and me, you and me |
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You and me, you and me, babe |
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You and me, you and me, you and me |
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You and me, you and me, babe |
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You and me... |
