You're all made of tattered heel
And you're the only constant on the line
We could go together some
And we could get each other through the night
We are one and we are two
And we are simply wicked to a tee
Never a better thing was said
Than I for you and you were made for me
Well, I heard that your plans were all fouled up
And I heard that you hit the wall
Hit your smarting arms and skinned your knees
Will you drop your sling and stone?
And you can't make it on your own
You see, it's I for you and you were made for me
When you were young your parents said
You act like that, you do it on your own time
So you grew up on crooked bends
So barely there you couldn't walk a straight line
So barely there you couldn't walk a straight line
Well, here we are and where we came and
It's a pretty sticky wicket, isn't it, dear?
A few mis-steps along the way
But I'm really pretty happy to be here
So this is a toast to the old town drunk
To the bums on the Broadway Bridge
Raise a glass to the ones of the Circle K
Will you drop your sling and stone?
You can't make it on your own
You see, it's I for you and you were made for me
You see, it's I for you and you were made for me
Oh, I heard that your plans were all fouled up
And I heard that you hit the wall
Hit your smarting arms and skinned your knees
Will you drop your sling and sword?
You can't make it on your own
You see, it's I for you and you were made for me
You see, it's I for you and you were made for me
And you were made for me
It's I for you and you were made for me.
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