| I like your bother, I like your mother
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| I like you and you like me too
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| We’ll get a preacher, you’ll buy me a ring
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| We’ll hire a band with an accordion, a violin
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| And a tenor who can sing
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| You and me, you and me, babe
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| You and me, you and me, you and me, baby
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| You and me, you and me, you and me, babe
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| You and me, you and me, you and me, baby
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| We’ll have a kid or maybe we’ll rent one
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| He’s got to be straight, we don’t want a bent one
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| He’ll drink his baby brew from a big brass cup
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| Someday he may be President if things loosen up
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| You and me, you and me, babe
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| You and me, you and me, you and me, baby
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| You and me, you and me, you and me, babe
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| You and me, you and me, you and me, baby
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| You’ll take the train into the city every morning
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| I may be plain, you think I’m pretty in the morning
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| Some nights we’ll go out dancing if I am not too tired
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| Some nights we’ll spend romancing
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| Watching the late show by the fire
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| When our kids are grown with kids their own
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| They’ll send us away to a little home in Florida
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| We’ll play checkers in the sun, playing checkers can be fun |