Story
Once upon a time there was a boyAnd there was a girl, both lonelyBut fearless and stronger at the same timeHe was shy, she was cuteShould I say something else?
He was tall, she was so smallBut who cares about itThey would make a cute coupleBut unfortunately they didn't know each other
She became a rockstar, he was the presidentShe lives in Toronto, he lives in AmericaBoth were poor but now they've millionsAnd don't have any idea about how to spend themThey finally met each other during a rock concertIn the middle of the White House's gardenThey immediately felt in love for each otherThat's their love story but it hasn't finished yet
During the wedding she was all whiteAnd he was all black like hot and coldThey got married and in the sweet-moonShe performed pool-side while he got tons of callsThen the babies came, all so cuteThey made the cutest family everSo I will tell you again how they met each other
She became a rockstar, he was the presidentShe lives in Toronto, he lives in AmericaBoth were poor but now they've millionsAnd don't have any idea about how to spend themThey finally met each other during a rock concertIn the middle of the White House's gardenThey immediately felt in love for each otherThat's their love story but it hasn't finished yet
But someday it broke downShe found him with Paris HiltonThe couple discussed and split upTwo months later, they came backThe children were happy as well the paparazziHe became the president againShe sold about seventy million of albumsSo to conclude our storyI need to tell you again how they met each other
She became a rockstar, he was the presidentShe lives in Toronto, he lives in AmericaBoth were poor but now they've millionsAnd don't have any idea about how to spend themThey finally met each other during a rock concertIn the middle of the White House's gardenThey immediately felt in love for each otherThat's their love story but it just finished.