Whoa-oh, yeah-yeah-yeah
You can be the peanut butter to
my jelly
You can be the butterflies I feel
in my belly
You can be the captain and I
can be your first mate
You can be the chills that I feel
on our first date
You can be the hero and I can
be your side kick
You can be the tear that I cry if
we ever split
You can be the rain from the
cloud when it's stormin'
Or you can be the sun when it
shines in the mornin'
Don't know if I could ever be
Without you 'cause, boy, you
complete me
And in time I know that we'll
both see
That we're all we need
'Cause you're the apple to my
pie (pie)
You're the straw to my berry
(berry)
You're the smoke to my high
(high)
And you're the one I wanna
marry (marry)
'Cause your the one for me, for
me
And I'm the one for you, for
you
You take the both of us, of us
And we're the perfect two
(yay)
We're the perfect two (oh)
We're the perfect two (oh)
Baby, me and you
We're the perfect two
wəʊ-əʊ, jeə-jeə-jeə
juː kæn biː ðə ˈpiːnʌt ˈbʌtə tuː maɪ ˈʤɛli
juː kæn biː ðə ˈbʌtəflaɪz aɪ fiːl ɪn maɪ ˈbɛli
juː kæn biː ðə ˈkæptɪn ænd aɪ kæn biː jɔː fɜːst
meɪt
juː kæn biː ðə ʧɪlz ðæt aɪ fiːl ɒn ˈaʊə fɜːst deɪt
juː kæn biː ðə ˈhɪərəʊ ænd aɪ kæn biː jɔː saɪd
kɪk
juː kæn biː ðə teə ðæt aɪ kraɪ ɪf wiː ˈɛvə splɪt
juː kæn biː ðə reɪn frɒm ðə klaʊd wɛn ɪts ˈstɔː
mɪn
ɔː juː kæn biː ðə sʌn wɛn ɪt ʃaɪnz ɪn ðə ˈmɔːnɪ
n
dəʊnt nəʊ ɪf aɪ kʊd ˈɛvə biː
wɪˈðaʊt juː kɒz, bɔɪ, juː kəmˈpliːt miː
ænd ɪn taɪm aɪ nəʊ ðæt wiːl bəʊθ siː
ðæt wɪər ɔːl wiː niːd
kɒz jʊə ði ˈæpᵊl tuː maɪ paɪ (paɪ)
jʊə ðə strɔː tuː maɪ ˈbɛri (ˈbɛri)
jʊə ðə sməʊk tuː maɪ haɪ (haɪ)
ænd jʊə ðə wʌn aɪ ˈwɒnə ˈmæri (ˈmæri)
kɒz jɔː ðə wʌn fɔː miː, fɔː miː
ænd aɪm ðə wʌn fɔː juː, fɔː juː
juː teɪk ðə bəʊθ ɒv ʌs, ɒv ʌs
ænd wɪə ðə ˈpɜːfɛkt tuː (jeɪ)
wɪə ðə ˈpɜːfɛkt tuː (əʊ)
wɪə ðə ˈpɜːfɛkt tuː (əʊ)
ˈbeɪbi, miː ænd juː
wɪə ðə ˈpɜːfɛkt tuː
You can be the prince and I juː kæn biː ðə prɪns ænd aɪ kæn biː jɔː prɪnˈsɛs
can be your princess
You can be the sweet tooth I juː kæn biː ðə swiːt tuːθ aɪ kæn biː ðə ˈdɛntɪst
can be the dentist
You can be the shoes and I can juː kæn biː ðə ʃuːz ænd aɪ kæn biː ðə ˈleɪsɪz
be the laces
You can be the heart that I spill juː kæn biː ðə hɑːt ðæt aɪ spɪl ɒn ðə ˈpeɪʤɪz
on the pages
You can be the vodka and I can juː kæn biː ðə ˈvɒdkə ænd aɪ kæn biː ðə ˈʧeɪsə
be the chaser
You can be the pencil and I can juː kæn biː ðə ˈpɛnsᵊl ænd aɪ kæn biː ðə ˈpeɪpə
be the paper
You can be as cold as the juː kæn biː æz kəʊld æz ðə ˈwɪntə ˈwɛðə
winter weather
But I don't care as long as bʌt aɪ dəʊnt keər æz lɒŋ æz wɪə təˈɡɛðə
we're together
Don't know if I could ever be dəʊnt nəʊ ɪf aɪ kʊd ˈɛvə biː
Without you 'cause, boy, you wɪˈðaʊt juː kɒz, bɔɪ, juː kəmˈpliːt miː
complete me
And in time I know that we'll ænd ɪn taɪm aɪ nəʊ ðæt wiːl bəʊθ siː
both see
That we're all we need ðæt wɪər ɔːl wiː niːd
'Cause you're the apple to my kɒz jʊə ði ˈæpᵊl tuː maɪ paɪ (paɪ)
pie (pie)
You're the straw to my berry jʊə ðə strɔː tuː maɪ ˈbɛri (ˈbɛri)
(berry)
You're the smoke to my high jʊə ðə sməʊk tuː maɪ haɪ (haɪ)
(high)
And you're the one I wanna ænd jʊə ðə wʌn aɪ ˈwɒnə ˈmæri (ˈmæri)
marry (marry)
'Cause your the one for me, for kɒz jɔː ðə wʌn fɔː miː, fɔː miː
me
And I'm the one for you, for ænd aɪm ðə wʌn fɔː juː, fɔː juː
you
You take the both of us, of us juː teɪk ðə bəʊθ ɒv ʌs, ɒv ʌs
And we're the perfect two ænd wɪə ðə ˈpɜːfɛkt tuː (jeɪ)
(yay)
We're the perfect two (oh) wɪə ðə ˈpɜːfɛkt tuː (əʊ)
We're the perfect two (oh) wɪə ðə ˈpɜːfɛkt tuː (əʊ)
Baby, me and you ˈbeɪbi, miː ænd juː
We're the perfect two (yeah, wɪə ðə ˈpɜːfɛkt tuː (jeə, jeə)
yeah)
You know that I'll never doubt juː nəʊ ðæt aɪl ˈnɛvə daʊt jə
ya
And you know that I think ænd juː nəʊ ðæt aɪ θɪŋk əˈbaʊt jə
about ya
And you know I can't live ænd juː nəʊ aɪ kɑːnt lɪv wɪˈðaʊt jə, nəʊ (əʊ)
without ya, no (oh)
I love the way that you smile aɪ lʌv ðə weɪ ðæt juː smaɪl
And maybe just in a while ænd ˈmeɪbi ʤʌst ɪn ə waɪl
I can see us walk down the aɪ kæn siː ʌs wɔːk daʊn ði aɪl (wəʊ)
aisle (whoa)
'Cause you're the apple to my kɒz jʊə ði ˈæpᵊl tuː maɪ paɪ (paɪ)
pie (pie)
You're the straw to my berry jʊə ðə strɔː tuː maɪ ˈbɛri (ˈbɛri)
(berry)
You're the smoke to my high jʊə ðə sməʊk tuː maɪ haɪ (haɪ)
(high)
And you're the one I wanna ænd jʊə ðə wʌn aɪ ˈwɒnə ˈmæri (ˈmæri)
marry (marry)
'Cause your the one for me, for kɒz jɔː ðə wʌn fɔː miː, fɔː miː
me
And I'm the one for you, for ænd aɪm ðə wʌn fɔː juː, fɔː juː
you7
You take the both of us, of us juː teɪk ðə bəʊθ ɒv ʌs, ɒv ʌs
And we're the perfect two ænd wɪə ðə ˈpɜːfɛkt tuː (jeɪ)
(yay)
We're the perfect two (oh) wɪə ðə ˈpɜːfɛkt tuː (əʊ)
We're the perfect two (oh) wɪə ðə ˈpɜːfɛkt tuː (əʊ)
Baby me and you ˈbeɪbi miː ænd juː
We're the perfect two (yeah, wɪə ðə ˈpɜːfɛkt tuː (jeə, jeə)
yeah)