We're cut from the same cloth Cooked in the same broth We're made from the same dough That's why we're both weirdos A spoonful of sweetness A spoonful of heat A pinch of your cheek So that I'll never Beat up your punchlines (That's not funny!) A face full of wrinkles A cheek full of tears You're my maker of laughs And my killer of fears All my creams and my pills That I use to stay young Well none of them work Like the words On your tongue when you tell me That our life together's a gift You make me smile so much I'll never need a facelift We've unpacked many gifts together Christmas, birthday or whatever I'll never need to unwrap you Just tap on my shoulder My holder of doors What's mine is yours (What's mine is yours) My thrower of frowns My pouter of lips (What's mine is yours) My carrier of purses My spreader of dips Through the ups and the downs I am always around Through the ticks and the tocks Of the watches and clocks on the walls You make me smile so Much I'll never need a facelift It might not be long until we disappear If you go first you'll remain in my ears If I go first you'll eat toast for years And then join me Back in the Great Kitchen up there You make me smile So much I'll never need a facelift You make me smile So much I'll never need a facelift You make me smile So much I'll never need a facelift