Sunday, February 20, 2005

I wanna grow old with you

The Wedding Singer. My favourite movie of all time. Listening to Billy Idol introducing Robbie's classic song to Julia on the plane to Vegas just makes the timeless butterflies flutter in my tummy. So imagine my delight on finding it was being aired when I got to my Granny's place for dinner :)

Enough to make me forget about the absolute horror of having my wallet nicked today. Again. Enough to make me forget about the inevitability of never getting it back this time. A beach packed full of people forgettable faces and legs, ahhh forget it. Enough to make me forget about the nagging thoughts of my screwed up soci and democ papers. Enough to make me forget about my slightly sunburnt shoulder.

I wanna make you smile
Whenever you're sad
Carry you around when your arthritis is bad
All I wanna do
Is grow old with you

I'll get you medicine
When your tummy aches
Build you a fire if the furnace breaks
It could be so nice
Growin' old with you

I'll miss you, kiss you
Give you my coat when you are cold.
Need you, feed you.
I'll even let you hold the remote control
So let me do the dishes in our kitchen sink
Put you to bed when you've had too much to drink
Oh I could be the (wo)man
Who grows old with you

I wanna grow old with you.

And that's exactly what I feel about you. About us.


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