I Like Your Style

We're out of step We disagree What's right for you is wrong for me Together we're apart a country mile But I like your style I like your style We're out of step We disagree What's right for you is wrong for me When I propose Then you protest What's my delight You just detest Too sweet a fight to ever reconcile Too sweet a fight to ever reconcile 'Cause I like your style Well, I like your style I like your style No shouts or quarrels No blows or tears One simple fuss To dissect and discuss For the next One hundred years Each blessed day (Each blessed day) We sweetly fill (We sweetly fill) With no you won't (With no you won't) And yes I will (And yes I will) You wonder how we made it down the aisle (You wonder how we made it down the aisle) Well I liked your style (Well, I liked your style) I liked your style Each blessed day (Each blessed day) We sweetly fill (We sweetly fill) With no you won't (With no you won't) And yes I will (And yes I will) You wonder how we made it down the aisle (You wonder how we made it down the aisle) Well I liked your style (Well, I liked your style) I liked your style I liked your style I liked your style I liked your style Style Style!