I like your mother
I like your brother
I like you
And you like me too
We'll get a preacher
You buy the ring
We'll hire a band
With an accordian, a violin
And a tenor who can sing
You and me, you and me, babe
You and me, you and me, you and me, babe
You and me, you and me, you and me, babe
You and me, you and me, you and me, babe
We'll have a kid
Or maybe we'll rent one
He's gotta be straight
We don't want a bent one
He'll drink his baby brew
From a big brass cup
Someday he might be president
If things loosen up
You and me, you and me, babe
You and me, you and me, you and me, babe
You and me, you and me, you and me, babe
You and me, you and me, you and me, babe
You'll take a train into the city
Every mornin'
I may be plain, but you think I'm pretty
In the mornin'
Some nights we'll go out dancing
If you are not too tired
Some nights, we'll sit romancin'
Watching 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
We'll play checkers every day
Til we pass away
(You and me, babe, you and me
You and me, babe, you and me...)
