youandme

You're tall and fat headed.
I'm short and sassy, and been compared to Lassie.
At least I've been called a bitch,
and a witch as well,
but none of that matters at all.

Wrestling for you and football too,
books and art history for me.
I cussed out a teacher and took a day suspension.
You get on your knees and pray
for that final A, not that it changes anything at all.

Your mother, mine too, both say and agree
you'll marry me someday.
It'd be nice to prove them wrong,
but better yet
to prove nothing at all.

What would marriage be like, with me a doting wife?
Whiny, silly, crazy, funny, and cute,
but what would happen with kids to boot?
We'd scream and bicker and make up quicker,
then any couple before, and have more fun than them all.

Opposites attract, but we seem built to attack.
I don't know whats to come,
but you'll be there and I'll be here,
together to fight (against each other)
when we know neither of us is right at all.