Though you’re a pit-stop romancer,
You’re nobody’s answer
To “Who’s your girlfriend?”
They’re always dying to meet you
But not to complete you.

So take a minute;
Think about your fate.
Take a minute;
It’s time to calculate.

ONE PLUS ONE is more than you’ll ever have.
And ONE PLUS ONE is more than you’ll ever put together,
Than you’ll ever put together.

There may be dozens besides you
But as he divides you
(You feel connected)
Still there’s an end to the action:
He’s good at subtraction

For just a minute,
You’re sure you’re all there is.
For just a minute,
What’s his is yours, what’s yours is his,

But ONE PLUS ONE etc.

Your nights are numbered;
You’ll never find your bliss.
You know they’re numbered;
It’s you who’s singing this!

ONE PLUS ONE