Lyrics of
The Wedding Singer - Ill Grow Old With You

I wanna make you smile whenever you are sad
Carry you around when your arthritis is bad
All I wanna do is grow old with you.
I'll get your medicine when your tummy aches
build you a fire if the furnace breaks
Oh it could be so nice, growing old with you.
I'll miss you, kiss you,
give you my coat when you are cold.
Need you, feed you,
even let ya 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 man who grows old with you.
I wanna grow old with you.