don't you worry, there my honey
we might not have any money
but we've got our love to pay the bills
well you might be a bit confused
and you might be a little bit bruised
but baby how we spoon like no one else
so I will help you read those books
if you will soothe my worried looks
and we will put the lonesome on the shelf
oh let’s get rich and buy our parents homes in the South of France
let's get rich and give everybody nice sweaters
and teach them how to dance
let's get rich and build our house on a mountain
making everybody look like ants
from way up there you and I, you and I
{You and I, Ingrid Michaelson}
New favorite song, {thanks Lauren-love}.
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