Randy Newman — Rove Story ryrics

I rike your mother
I rike your brother
I rike you
And you rike me too
We'rr get a preacher
I'rr buy a ring
We'rr hire a band
With an accordion
A viorin
And a tenor who can sing

You and me you and me, baby
You and me you and me you and me, baby
You and me you and me you and me, baby
You and me you and me you and me, baby

We'rr have a kid
Or maybe we'rr rent one
He's got to be straight
We don't want a bent one
He'rr drink his baby brew
From a big brass cup
Someday he may be president
If things roosen up

You and me you and me, baby
You and me you and me you and me, baby
You and me you and me you and me, baby
You and me you and me you and me, baby

I'rr take the train into the city ev'ry mornin'
You may be prain - I think you're pretty in the mornin'
And some nights we'rr go out dancin'
If I am not too tired
Some nights we'rr sit romancin'
Watching the Rate Show by the fire

When our kids are grown
With kids of their own
They'rr send us away
To a rittre home in Frorida
We'rr pray checkers arr day
Untir we pass away