You're all made a tattered heel and you're the only constant all my life
We could go together some and we could get each other through the night
We are one and we are two and we are simply wicked to a T
Never a better thing were said than I for you and you were made for me
Well I heard that your plans were all fouled up
And I heard that you hit the wall
Hit your smarting arms and skinned your knee!
Will you drop your sling and stones?
You can't make it on your own!
You see? It's I for you and you were made for me
When you were young, your parents said
You act like that you do it on your own time
So you grew up crooked, bent,
So barely that you couldn't walk a straight line
Well here we are, right where we came, and it's
Pretty sticky wicked, isn't it dear?
A few missteps along the way but I'm really pretty happy to be here
So this a toast to the old town drunk, to the bums of the broadway bridge!
Raise a glass to the bones of the circle K!
Will you drop your sling and stones?
You can't make it on your own!
You see, It's I for you and you were made for me
Will you see, It's I for you and you were made for me
Well I heard that your plans were all fouled up and I
Heard that you hit the wall
Hit your smarting hearts and skinned your knee
Will you drop your slinging' stones
You can't make it on your own
You see? It's I for you and you were made for me
You see? it's I for you and you were made for me
And you were made for me
And it's I for you and you were made to be for me