no place

i tell you what
there is plenty wrong with me
but I fixed up a few old buildings
and I planted a few trees
children seem to like me
and animals, too
like the birds and the bees
and eating a sandwich
standing over the kitchen counter,
with only the sound of chewing in the room

i can see you as a challege
that i will eagerly meet
cuz you are way way way way sweet
      
and it's just that kind of evening
that cracks open like a half-shaken beer
cool and refreshing
running down your arm
and baby there's really no other place i'd rather be
than here
pardon my periodic alarm
      
you are ever true,
ever new in love
and i mean that in the best and worst way
and i don't really know
what i was so mad about
but the full moon is about a week away
      
i tell you what
there is plenty wrong with you
stuff you'd sooner fight for than cop to
but i think it's just one more reason
why we are meant to be
people say that i look like you
and you look like me
      
we get this crazy combination
of everything or nothing right
we are way way way way way
way way way way tight
      
yes, we are we are way way way way way
way way way way tight