Life with Harold

You gotta love that man
 He's like my personal angel
 I've always wanted the kind of life
 That I've been having as Harold's wife
 What a catch I have caught
 He would buy me the moon if the moon could be bought
 I'm telling you
 You gotta love that man
 Why can't you just tell her?
 She adores me!
 How do you break the heart of someone you love?
 I really love that man
 He likes me dressed to the nines
 I say two words and then: ta-da!
 There's me, completely in Prada
 And I've got the boots
 That go with the belt
 That goes with the bag
 That goes with my wonderful life with Harold
 You gotta love that man
 So he tells me you boys are rollers at the mill?
 That's wonderful!
 Of course I don't actually know what rollers do, but hey
 I hardly know what Harold does over there
 It's all steel to me!
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 Look at her. She's a piece of Dresden china
 She'd break into a million pieces!
 God, I love that man
 But lately he's working too hard
 I keep on telling him how we
 Should take a few weeks in Maui
 And we'll feel the breeze and sample the poi
 And go see Don Ho and I'll say
 "Oh boy, how I love you, Harold"
 I hit the jackpot with Harry
 He's a gem - he's a beaut
 He looks cute in a suit and he loves me to boot
 I'm telling you
 You gotta love that man
 Love that man (Gotta love that man)
 I love this man (Oh baby, gotta love that man)
 I love that man!