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