Like celery and peas
In beef stew,
We’re gonna stick together –
Yes, forever – me and you.
We’ll sweat out the peppers
Stay afloat on sauce from cans.
Meet and greet the garlic cloves
Together – holding hands.
If the spices make you sneeze
Or paprika makes you ill,
I’ll be there to take good care,
Right beside you – I will, I will.
And when that day finally comes
That we’re scooped into a bowl,
I’ll love you still – my darling dear
With all my heart and soul.