Now Mrs Morris you’re committed,
To this jigsaw that you fitted,
Don’t you know you fit this so perfectly?
I’m your battle-chested bruiser,
Can you forgive this poor loser?
Can you shake him like the wind does a tree?

Mrs Morris, your intention,
Has always been my motivation.

Mrs Morris, you believed me,
When they all tried to deceive me,
And I cried out for some help from somewhere.
I wandered into battle,
With a herd of frozen cattle,
And you proved that you really did care.

Mrs Morris, your intention,
Has always been my motivation.
And it’s crazy how you changed me,
Chopped me up and rearranged me,
Can we make this last for evermore?

I’m in a place I don’t believe in,
It’s called heaven; I’m not leaving,
Don’t care if St Peter shows me the door.
I don’t want to sound ungrateful,
But this union seems so fateful,
Can we make this last for evermore?

Mrs Morris, your intention,
Has always been my motivation.
And it’s crazy how you changed me,
Chopped me up and rearranged me,
Can we make this last for evermore?
Never felt like this before.
Can we make this last for evermore?
Even if St Peter shows me the door.
Can we make this last for evermore?
Can we make this last for evermore?
Can we make this last for evermore?



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