I've got a subaru, she's got a volkswagen;

it's my hope that we both arrive safely in heaven.

I read the gospel, she lives the gospel;

the only way upward is to be steadfastly humble.

We both like popcorn, American Idol too;

so much fun together, through and through.

In the beginning God created us male and female;

wishing all fine couples every bliss with much detail.

On Saturdays she runs the sweeper, dusting now complete;

I do my own thing, a life that just can't be beat.

Loyalty and trust, this we lavish upon each other;

when one of us falls, steadfast love will bolster.

When I leave her apartment she says I got a nice butt;

that's not smut, just a lover's gesture totally uncut.

I always tell her often that I simply love her hair;

there's no doubt about it, we're just a lovely pair.

I've got a subaru, she's got a volkswagen;

it's my hope that we both arrive safely in heaven.

But before that we'll go on that long road trip;

she can fall asleep, she's just my sweet, sweet tulip.