Mr. & Mrs. Smith Lyrics

(Ivy)
call the justice of the peace
but don't tell him our names
don't put out a press release
or mention baseball games
(Michael)
book the nearest
bridal suite one room
will suit us fine
for the desk clerk that we meet
the only autograph
we'll sign is...
(Both)
Mr. and Mrs. Smith simply the folks
next door
(Michael)
people without a single clue what
an agent or grip is for
(Ivy)
yes
(Both)
nothing can beat the view when as far
as the eye can see
there's
(Michael)
no one but Mrs.
(Ivy)
No one but Mr.
(Both)
Smith and me
(Michael)
For a home the man provides that cottage
built for two
we'll check the small town classifieds
Variety won't do
(Ivy)
Then we'll move
to main street, U.S.A.
and sign the deed of trust
the mailbox at our hideaway
will tell the whole wide world
that we're just
(Both)
Mr. and Mrs. Smith
merely the folks next door
(Michael)
people who use
their kitchen each night
(Ivy)
who've never been in toots shor
(Michael)
Yeah
(Both)
nothing
can beat the view for as far
as the eye can see there's
(Michael)
no one but Mrs.
(Ivy)
No one but Mr.
(Both)
Smith and me
(Both)
No early calls
no big premieres
no lush romantic theme
we'll spend the nights making our own
little league baseball team...
(Both)
We're no one you've ever seen
(Ivy)
movie stars don't live anywhere here
except on the localdrive-in screen
(Both)
yes, I'd gladly disappear
if it might guarantee a view of
(Michael)
No one but Mr.
(Ivy)
No one but Mrs.
(Both)
Smith and you
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