Don't fall for my pick-up line
Stay without liking each other
Marry without loving each other
Put up with this marriage
Ten, twenty, thirty years
Till you're startled by your gray hair
One day you'll sit in a rocking chair
You'll remember me and wonder
Where could that guy be?
Even if you're already a dotty old lady
Ninety, widowed, alone
I'll call, ask you out
Even if it's beyond this life
Don't fall for my pick-up line
Stay without liking each other
Marry without loving each other
Put up with this marriage
Ten, twenty, thirty years
Till you're startled by your gray hair
One day you'll sit in a rocking chair
You'll remember me and wonder
Where could that guy be?
Even if you're already a dotty old lady
Ninety, widowed, alone
I'll call, ask you out
Even if it's beyond this life
Even if you're already a dotty old lady
Ninety, widowed, alone
I'll call, ask you out
Even if it's beyond this life