You're all made of tattered heel
And you're the only constant on the line
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 tee
Never a better thing was 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 knees
Will you drop your sling and stone
And 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 on crooked bends, so barely there you couldn't walk a straight line

So barely there you couldn't walk a straight line

Well here we are and where we came and

It's a pretty sticky wicket, isn't it, dear?
A few mis-steps along the way,
But I'm really pretty happy to be here


So this is a toast to the old town drunk
to the bums on the Broadway Bridge

Raise a glass to the ones of the Circle K
Will you drop your sling and stone
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

Oh, I heard that your plans were all fouled up

And I heard that you hit the wall
Hit your smarting arms and skinned your knees
Will you drop your sling and sword

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

It's I for you and you were made for me