Love Story - Diana Ross, Bill Cosby

I like your brother

I like your mother

And I like you !

I like you too

We’ll get a preacher

A preacher already?

I’ll buy the ring

And we can hire a band

With a violin and an accordeon

And a tenor who can sing

You and me, you and me, baby

You and me…

We’ll have a kid

Oh… we may have to rent one

He’s got to be straight

'Cause we don’t want a bent one

We sure want no bent one

He will drink his baby booze

From a big breast cup

Someday he’ll may be president

If things loosen up

You and me, you and me, baby

You and me…

When our kids are grown

With kids of their own

They’ll send us away

To a little home in Florida

Where we can play checkers

Playin' checkers can be fun

You and me, you and me, baby

You and me…