I love the way you wash my shirts
I love the way you drive me nuts
I love the way you burn my toast
I don't mind the time that's lost
Even though you're always late
A think you're great
Sometimes I have the notion to
Sing all night and sleep all day
Or else I'm in a rotten mood
I sit around the house and brood
I'm amazed at what you tolerate
A think you're great
There are other girls out in the street
And some of them are pretty neat
But you've no need to worry then
'Cause I've no time for any of them
Don't get yourself all in a state
A think you're great
You'll never be a beauty queen
You're slightly more than seventeen
You're not exactly skin and bone
It wouldn't hurt to lose a stone
But even though you're overweight
A think you're great
I go into a gallery
And see the paintings on display
To understand a work of art
I have to open up my heart
Some I don't appreciate
A think you're great
(as sung by Iain MacKintosh)
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