Four 歌词
There's not one boy for me I must have two or three
I need four
First the man who's the type that likes slippers
And pipe at the door
Then if at all possible I'd like the kind
Who's not very fussable
But knows his mind
It you add to this few one that knows
How the word dog has style
Then this man of my world will be spangled in pearls
With his smile
And though it's incredible I've found it's true
That my four in one boy is nobody else but you
There's not one boy for me I must have two or three
I need four
First the man who's the type that like slippers
And pipe at the door
Then if at all possible I'd like the kind
Who's not very fussble
But knows his mind
If you add to this few one that knows
How the word dog has style
Then this man of my world will be spangled in pearls
With his smile
And though it's incredible I've found it's true
That my four in one boy is nobody else but you