Lovesong

Aug 05, 2006 14:32

Oh Darlin', Darlin', come marry me
We'll build a house on the moon and make some moon cheese
And all our friends can visit us
on our space shuttle bus
And we will hire them to milk moon cows on the moon

Oh I can't say how much I love you
So let's sit our families down in wedding pews
And our pastor will be from space
And he'll subjugate the human race
But it's okay 'cause we'll be safe on the moon

Oh you'll be so glad you're on the moon with me
And all our moon-cheese factory workers will be so happy
And we will pay them really well too
'Cause we'll have moon-cheese money up the wazoo
And also everyone gets free healthcare on the moon
Yeah darlin' everyone gets free healthcare on the moon

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