Now Mrs Morris you’re committed,nTo this jigsaw that you fitted,nDon’t you know you fit this so perfectly?nI’m your battle-chested bruiser,nCan you forgive this poor loser?nCan you shake him like the wind does a tree?nnMrs Morris, your intention,nHas always been my motivation.nnMrs Morris, you believed me,nWhen they all tried to deceive me,nAnd I cried out for some help from somewhere.nI wandered into battle,nWith a herd of frozen cattle,nAnd you proved that you really did care.nnMrs Morris, your intention,nHas always been my motivation.nAnd it’s crazy how you changed me,nChopped me up and rearranged me,nCan we make this last for evermore?nnI’m in a place I don’t believe in,nIt’s called heaven; I’m not leaving,nDon’t care if St Peter shows me the door.nI don’t want to sound ungrateful,nBut this union seems so fateful,nCan we make this last for evermore?nnMrs Morris, your intention,nHas always been my motivation.nAnd it’s crazy how you changed me,nChopped me up and rearranged me,nCan we make this last for evermore?nNever felt like this before.nCan we make this last for evermore?nEven if St Peter shows me the door.nCan we make this last for evermore?nCan we make this last for evermore?nCan we make this last for evermore?n