Well they met at Business CollegenShe made a ledger of his heartnHe never knew how good it feltnUntil they pushed their desks togethernHe added up the minutes they spent walking to her carnTo know how much time wasted he didn't need his calculatornnThen at the Graduation PartynOn the final day of classnHe probably drank a lot more cheap champagnenThen he intendednBut the cake was almost takennThe hors-d'oevres were fading fastnAnd they were handing out certificatesnTo all those who attendednAnd as they leaned out on the window sillnHe said You've got fantastic people skills,nAnd I've a flair for accountingnWe've got the rest of our lives at our disposalnSo I hope you'll please considernMy following proposal:nnLet's move out to the countrynAnd we'll open up a video storennSo she chose a wedding ring and then together they chose a townnThe diamond in the desert, his fortune around her fingernBusiness names and colour schemes became points contendednAnd in quiet times his idea for a jingle he would sing hernCrowd for which they were hoping arrived at the grand openingnAnd in their hands they waved their vouchersnThey locked both the doors at the end of the day's tradingnAnd they held hands behind the counter as on the town the sun was fadingnnYeah they moved out to the country and they opened up a video storenAnd he would always look to the quiet timesnWhen the tapes were all returnednAnd they could sit back together relax and just rewindnnAnd it seems that now the profits paid a hair salon on SaturdaynAnd the gallop meeting on a SundaynAll perms must fall, she was starting to get lazynAnd he shopped at the local Men's Landn'Cause the prices were always crazynnYeah they moved out to the countrynAnd they opened up a video store