I Love You Songtext

von Barenaked Ladies

Chorus
I love you
And you love me
I love you
So let's make a family tree

I like soup, and I like ice cream sandwiches too.
I like fish sticks, but I love you.
You don't believe me, you say all I think about's myself.
Let me explain, don't walk away.

I love me
You love you
I Love me
So what are we to do?

How would you know that I love you so?
I don't say too much
Why are you blue whenever I'm in town?
I guess life was fine till I came 'round.

You've given me a start, I ain't no doctor
But just take a look at the chart for my heart
Like a dart from the start I'm coming
Down with something good.
It ain't no fever or flu, doctor says it had
To be someone with brown hair and blue eyes, I'm
Lovesick for you I realize.

I's loves you
And youse loves me.
I's loves you
So let's make a family tree.

How did you know that I loved you so?
I don't say too much.
Why are you blue whenever I'm in town?
I guess life was fine till I came 'round.

Chorus

New Kid (On The Block)
Words and Music by Scott Dibble, Steven Page & Ed Robertson

I didn't ask to be famous, but I'm not sore.
'Cause you can see my face in the window of every store.
You can buy my lunch box.
You can wear my clothes.
You can remember my name just as plain as
The face under your nose.

I'm a new kid on the Block,
'though I may not be Johann Sebastian Bach.
So we may not write the songs we sing,
But look at Elvis, he sold his soul and
You crowned him king.

I didn't ask to be famous, but I'm not sad.
You see, I've got everything that I
Always wished I had.
I thank my manager and I thank the screaming girls,
I thank my hairdresser for giving me such beautiful curls.

Now I'm a New Kid on the Block,
Well I'm twenty-three and they won't let me grow up.
I went down to register for the draft,
Well I got up to the counter, and the lady there just laughed.

She said You're a New Kid on the Block,
Young girls scream and old boys mock,
Well you broke my youngest daughter's heart.
I knew you kids were trouble from the start.

I didn't ask to be famous, but I'm not sure
That we're as apple pie as you always thought we were.
I can stay up all night. I can have a blast.
I can breakdance, I can fight, I can kick your sorry ass.

I'm a New Kid on the Block,
And 'though I may not be Johann Sebastian Back,
There's no need to be afraid of us
'though it just might be your daughter on our bus.