We've got nothin', got nothin' in common, just nothin' in common My darling, at all I love the opera, I detest the best pop Can't stand the opera, I like music that bops We're not fated, not heaven-created We're really mis-mated, our chances are small Let's part, be real smart and not start with this romance 'cause outside of both having stars in our eyes And outside of sighing the same kind of sighs We've got nothin' in common at all We've got nothin', got nothin' in common, just nothin' in common It never could last I love Picasso, he's all style and he's all flair I've seen Picasso and I think he's a square Our two goals are apart as the poles are As lovers our roles are completely miscast Let's make a clean break and not take any chances 'cause outside of thinking you're something divine And outside of wanting your lips close to mine We've got nothin' in common We've got nothin' in common at all SPOKEN by Frank: "Waiter, separate checks."
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