Ain't this a peculiar situation?We're lovers but we don't make loveBut when these things mean so much to usWell, that's alrightWe take walks in storms on rainy nightsWhen it's cold I hold you close to meWhen we dine you help me choose the wineIt's these things that mean so much to meAin't this a peculiar situation?We're lovers but we don't make loveBut when these things mean so much to usWell, that's alright. . .But when these things mean so much to usWell, that's alrightRightI don't think your father is too richAnd I know your mother has good tasteAnd it's not because you're beautifulWhen you're busy you find time for meAin't this a peculiar situation?We're lovers but we don't make loveBut when these things mean so much to usWell, that's alrightRightAin't this a peculiar situation?. . .