Lennon and Mccartney

He takes sugar in his cup of coffee
I like honey in my tea.
Thinks he’s starring in some West Side Story
where every girl is seventeen.

He buys records for the virgin vinyl
I scratch “I love you” in the grooves.
Takes me dancing on the sunny sidewalk
but he doesn’t even move.

La la la la love him, even though
He’s na na na na not a, perfect Romeo
I don’t want to read what Shakespeare wrote
I just want to feel it, feel it, feel it.

Just another guy who lost his glasses
looking for his Annie Hall.
He like Lennon for the heavy meanings,
me I’m still in love with Paul

La la la la love him, even though
He’s na na na na not a, perfect Romeo
I don’t want to read what Shakespeare wrote
I just want to feel it, feel it, feel it.

I don’t want to read what Shakespeare wrote
I don’t want to read what Shakespeare wrote

La la la la love him, even though
He’s na na na na not a, perfect Romeo
I don’t want to read what Shakespeare wrote
I just want to feel it, feel it, feel it.