Nothing In Common

We've got nothing

Got nothing in common

Just nothing in common

My darling, at all

I love the opera

I detest the best parts

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 nothing in common at all

We've got nothing

Got nothing in common

Just nothing 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 nothing in common

We've got nothing in common at all

Waiter, separate checks