Bryant Oden I Love U-kuleles
Now that we're together and now that we're alone,
Walking towards the sunset hand in hand.
Now that there's nothing in the way,
There's something that I want to say,
Three simple words I'm so afraid you might not understand:
I love ukuleles, like a cute little baby guitar.
I love ukuleles. I would walk a thousand miles just to be where they are.
Please don't be offended; you know I love you too.
You're the most amazing person I've ever met,
But enough talking to this mirror when there's someone next to me,
So now I turn to you and say those words I know you won't forget:
I love ukuleles, the sweetest sound I've ever heard.
I love ukuleles, like a little lovely wooden, cold and lifeless bird.
Is that a tear in your eye?
I didn't mean to make you cry,
But your tear makes clear you're as touched as me.
Out of everyone in the whole world,
Here's a boy and here's a girl,
Together so in love with the ukulele.
I love ukuleles, like a cute little baby guitar.
I love ukuleles. I would walk a thousand miles, well I'd probably take a car.
I love ukuleles, the sweetest sound I've ever heard.
I love ukuleles, like a little lovely wooden, cold and lifeless bird.
Just in case you're wondering,
There's one more thing I need to sing,
And I promise you it's true.
I love u-kuleles.
