baby, you're still driving me crazy 
I've spent over one hundred and ninety two days loving you. 
and honestly it feels no more than a day or three, 
but I've spent over one hundred and ninety two days loving you. 

so it's for you hon 
i write this song 
and make it old fashioned 
'cause those were the days when people knew 
all about [bad word] romance 
and i have a prayer 

you look so fair 
in the loving moonlight 
I'll stand beside you 
take a photograph 
preserve the memory of 
you and me and our love. 

darling child, you are my honey bee 
don't you fly away from me 
stay right here, I've been stung by you 
and I'll battle through any sticky sap 
or corner we're pushed into 
for i know our love is [bad word] 
than the blue feathers of 
the blue birds above. 

you look so fair 
in the loving moonlight 
I'll stand beside you 
take a photograph 
preserve the memory of 
you and me 

and when it grows dark 
i won't be afraid 
take my little hand 
and dance with me instead. 

fair 
(it's so fair) 
in the loving moonlight 
(in the loving moonlight) 
I'll stand 
(i will stand) 
beside you take a photograph 
(ba ba da ba) 
preserve the memory of 
you and me and our perfect beautiful love. 
(ba ba da ba)