Man in a shirt, one.
Well there was a man
Who lived in a shed
Spent most of his days out of his head
For his shed was rotten,
let in the rain
Said it was enough to drive any man insane
When it rained,
he felt so bad
When it snowed,
he felt just simply sad
Well there was a girl
Who lived nearby
Whenever he saw her he could only simplicize
But she lived in a house so very big and grand
For him it seemed like some very distant land
So when he called her
his shed to mend
She said,
I'm sorry,
you'll just have to find a friend
Well this story is not so very new
But the man is me, yes and the girl is you
Leave your house, come into my shed
Please stop my world from raining through
on my heaven
Please don't think I'm not your sort
You'll find that your heads are nicer than you thought