Scott Wittman - 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 cla**ifieds Variety won't do [Ivy:] Then we'll move to main street USA 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:] And 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 Mr [Ivy:] No one but Mrs [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 local drive-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