One, two
One, two, three, four

You're all made a tattered heel
And you're the only constant all my life
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 T
Never a better thing were said
Than I 4 u 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 knee

Will you drop your sling and stones?
You can't make it on your own, you see
It's I 4 u and you were made for me

You were young your parents said
You act like that, you do it on your own time
You grew up all crooked, bent
So barely there you couldn't walk a straight line
Well, here we are right where we came
And it's a pretty sticky wicket isn't it, dear?
A few missed 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 bones of the Circle K

Will you drop your sling and stones?
You can't make it on your own, you see
It's I 4 u and you were made for me, you see
It's I 4 u 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 knee

Will you drop your sling and stones?
You can't make it on your own, you see
It's I 4 u and you were made for me, you see
It's I 4 u and you were made for me

And you were made for me
It's I 4 u and you were made, made for me