I`ve all my wisdom teeth
Two up top, two beneath
And yet I`ll recognise
My mouth says things that aren`t so wise
But when I sing my darling`s praise
I know I`m right, or close anyways
For she`s a gem upon this earth
I know to me she will return
Oh I know it`s true, I know it`s true
That I was made for her, and she me too
And I`m confident that she`ll think so too
And she`ll be coming back ...soon
Mornings we have toast and tea
I gaze across the table, she glares right back at me
And when we`re running low on jam
I give her the last spoonful, that`s just the way I am
And I drive her to work each day
Even though it`s early and work is far away
And I don t even say a thing
When she plays the radio so loud you cannot think
I can`t stand her goddamned friends
But I will tolerate them, even though I hate them
And I will put up with her parents
`cause she says I`ll not meet someone who is so kind and sweet
Ever again...