It's not easy so you two think it's strange, When I try to tell you two how I feel. We'd all need a change a change and a change, So let me see if we can strike a deal. What if I recognize both of you two, As my sweet hearts and commit to travel, Bringing you both bread, butter and some pickle, As all that a man should and shouldn't do. Let's have two families stich'd together, With a man in the core of a conflict. And a new charter for a new offer, To love you two as wives same and distinct. O it won't be easy to get used to! O I must tell you how I love you two!