Al & Margaret (feat. Eddie Pepitone & Robbie Seahag Mangano)

My name is Al My name is Margaret They're a couple that live inside my head Al and Margaret Margaret I'm right here, Al Margaret is my baby We live in New Hampshire somewhere No, we don't, Al, we live in this guy's head Come on, Margaret You know we have a house in New Hampshire Al, we're figments of this gentleman's imagination Bullshit, Margaret We have a real relationship Al, you know that We are just a figment of Eddie Pepitone's mind Don't bullshit me You're real, Margaret Yeah, but listen I sound just like you Except higher-pitched Come on, baby, we've had two children We live in New Hampshire Al, we are just one person inside this guy's head No, no, no, no, Margaret Yes, yes, yes, yes, Al No, no, no, no, Margaret Yes, yes, yes, yes, Al No, Margaret, tell me it ain't so Tell me you're real Oh, Al, I love you But we're just two different parts of Eddie Don't tell me that, baby You're my baby You're my Maggie I had a dream Where you were wearing something skimpy Oh, Al If you were just a figment of Eddie Pepitone Would you have such a nice ass Oh, God, Al, thank you I think you're the bee's knees Oh, Al, I love when you use dated references I think you're crazier than me Oh, Margaret, I wanna get electroshock therapy with you Oh, Al, I love when you talk about the mental institution Don't go Shudder Island on me, Margaret I won't Don't go Shudder Island on me, Margaret That was a pretty good movie Hey, Margaret, you are not just half of Eddie Pepitone's Duo of people that live inside his head You're my baby We met in high school in New Hampshire No, we didn't, Al I don't even know where New Hampshire is Why do you always challenge my reality Why do you always challenge my version of the truth Because you live in a fantasy, Al You live in a fantasy, Al Eddie is a schizophrenic And we are both sides of his schizophrenia Oh, Margaret, you're a liar I am not Yes, you are I am not Margaret, we have a brick house in New Hampshire Both our children are Hot doctors Hot doctors Hot doctors Hot doctors Al, you're fucking crazy You are just a voice A disembodied voice Of Eddie Pepitone No, I'm not I am married to you You have a scar on your upper thigh I don't have a thigh You have a scar on your cheek I am a voice I don't exist except inside Eddie's head I love it when you scream Margaret, you're the best wife A disembodied voice can have You're the best wife A disembodied voice can have If you're unreal If you're just a fantasy I'm still happy with you Oh, Al Let's just live in this fantasy I mean, we don't have to pay taxes in this world I don't pay taxes Because I'm a fantasy We have two hot children They're hot doctors right now That's right, baby Hey Al, let's make love tonight I'll tell you something, Margaret For a disembodied voice You are one little hot vixen Oh, Al I think I'm gonna go freshen up What are you gonna do I'm gonna go crazy I'm gonna go crazy I know there's no one Named Al and Margaret Al & Margaret are creations of mine That I use to avoid The reality of this harsh world This harsh, harsh world I've created two people to live in There's no health care for people There's no real employment There's violence all over the world We are ruled by greed So I've created two people That live inside of me They buffer me from a little thing Called reality They buffer me from a little thing Called reality Don't say that, we're alive That's right, we are alive, Margaret Don't let him say that we're just Two things he created to avoid reality Baby, I'm trying to tell you We are individuals I mean, we gotta convince this guy that we're real He thinks we're just figments Oh, Al, let's just run away together Before he gets treatment Let's run away together before he gets treatment Margaret, start the car Let's get the fuck out of here before He goes to the psychiatric hospital And gets electric shock treatment Touch me, touch me