A Marriage Made In Heaven

She fell in love with my singing

She knew the bells started ringing

She thought there was only her there

But, me, I just live for the clapping

A hand delivery of an invite to my premiere

When he fell in love, I was acting

I sent her flowers, asked her to marry me

But all I heard was their clapping

Now she cries with a cigarrette at the window

He croons and moans like he's hurting

She cries so well

He croons and moans, just croons and moans

Now, I never thought [i had no idea] she needed direction

And he was at the mercy of his writers

For the songs I needed [for me] to touch her

Those sad, sad songs to make me happy

Now she cries with a cigarrette at the window

He croons and moans like he's hurting

She cries so well

He croons and moans, just croons and moans

We re-enact the love scenes from her/my movies

But I never thought, but she uses a stand-in

His voice is croakier every day now

And she cries so well