a Brian Wilson-esque take on the in ultimate in fidelity.
I’ll be forever true to you
No matter what you do
I’ll be there for you
When you’ve lost your hair I will still be there
I’ll be true to you
Even when you’re strange
I will never change
You can count on that when you’re gotten fat
(I could never love no one but you)
And I will remember
To be true to you even when you’re old and gray
And set in your way
While your teeth decay
All that I can say is
When you’re feeling tired
Down and uninspired
Counting out the days
It will be OK…
I’ll be true to you forever
Whenever you have got a chill
Kinda achy and over-the-hill
When you’ve had your fill and the thrill is gone…
You depend on me through senility
And I’ll be true to you!