Laurel and Hardy

I wrote this song late last night About my brother and all his might And you would be so very kind To listen to these words I've written About the boy who seems quite smitten But like no other you will find Cause baby I know the reasons why we were unkind He's Laurel he's Hardy he's the life of the party And he's got great taste in furniture Wakes up at noon plays the piano til he swoons Goes out for food Cause baby I know the reasons why we were unkind But I gotta know why Three years before me you came out and cried Boy not a girl where'd you get all that pride You are so very thin and I've always wanted to fit into your pants Photogenic at first glance but got something missing for romance We share a mother we do and a daddy too Home on Querbes avenue and a melancholy mood With a rhapsody in blue Cause baby I know the reasons why we were unkind First born son, son of a gun I love you even more than when the song was begun First born son, son of a gun