Who is he, Who is he The broad shouldered Stubbly chinned Tired eyed He is a young man
Who is she, Who is she The sloping shouldered Sparsely peach fuzzed Bright eyed She is a young woman
Why is he, Why is he Squishing inside her small frame Scraping his beard against her shaven face Marring her youthful eyes with his tiredness He is a young man
Why is she, Why is she Crippling her stroll with his swaggering stomps Darkening her skin with his brunette stubble Masking his age with her dazzling irises She is a young woman