Love Story (You And Me)

I like your brother, and I like your mother

I like you, and you like me too

We'll get a preacher, and we'll buy a ring

And we'll hire a band, with an accordion

A violin, and a tenor who can sing

You and me, you and me, you and me

You and me, you and me, babe

You and me, you and me, you and me

You and me, you and me, babe

We'll have a so-on, we'll get him a sister

Can count all the times, her daddy's gonna kiss her

He'll drink his baby blue, from a big bra-ass cup

Someday he maybe president, if things loosen you-up

You'll take the train into the city every mornin'

Now you maybe plain but I think you're pretty in the morning

Some nights we'll go out dancin' if I am not too tired

Some nights we'll sit romancin', watchin' the late show by the fire

When our kids are grown with kids of their own

They'll send us away, to a little home in Florida

And we'll play checkers a-all day

Until we pass away

You and me...