Refute

This is a verse about a man who dared To fall head over heels for a woman who shared Similar interests, similar looks Similar taste in similar books Lost in the riddle of her Southernish eyes Paint-on lips and French knee highs The world was telling him love is dead But he's turning that logic on its head Marry on Marry on and you will know Marry on This is a verse about a woman who dared To fall head first for her young au pair Middle-class values and normalcy To her that was so last century She wooed her with Ritalin and drugged me high Egon Schiele prints and French fries The kind of story made for the stage The kind of story just jumps of the page I tell you Marry on Marry on and you will know Marry on Marry on now, children But be aware, the world doesn't want you anymore I know you like to refute all I say I know you like to refute all I say I know you like to refute All that I have shared today